I’m facing down one of the scariest weeks  of my life, or so it feels like. I’m launching my new program next week, and it’s down to the last few days to finish shooting and editing videos, being completely real and raw and vulnerable in them. My face. My body. My voice. My message. The voice of self-doubt has been nagging and trying to sideline me for days, the butterflies in my belly feel more like dragons, and procrastinating seems like a viable option. But not today. Today, I will face my fears- of rejection, of harsh criticism, of failure- and…