Art confessions

It is the same every time. When an art  show is approaching, I start to shut down. I simply do not pick up the invite I made, or follow up with the posters I wanted to make. Instead I begin to do domestic chores.
I am afraid. Better not have tried then to fail. Generally this is not my motto. I often try even when I know that I possibly could fail. At times I am overly brave and end up bruised and bleeding on the floor.
I start to question my work and my ability of any and everything.