1: the fear of failure
Sweat dampened Candice’s palms. Her heart pounded against her ribs. She jumped to her feet and paced her office. It’s not hard, she told herself. Just click send.
But once she did…It was out of her control. She didn’t know what would happen. The kakorrhaphiophobia froze her.
“Just do it,” she muttered.
Forcing herself to sit, she moved the mouse to the send button. Seconds ticked by as she hesitated. Screwing her eyes shut, she clicked the mouse. She slumped back in her chair. A chime a moment later had her sit up.
A new message said: unable to send.