I have a confession to make. I’ve been procrastinating. I realized that sometimes, I can’t tell the difference between delaying to take action because I feel I am just being thorough and careful or if I’m being held back by my perfectionism and fears. See, I’ve been so consumed with trying to figure out the perfect thing to say, at the perfect time and the perfect way. Then I run into all of the “what if” scenarios. But I have no excuses, other than the fact that I was paralyzed with fear of failure,…