short story opening perhaps?

I looked into his eyes. And I pushed myself off that ledge and decided to fall. I mean, why not. I'm young,I'll heal.Why not make mistakes now and learn from them. Why not open myself up and see what happens. I'm tired of being afraid.I decided to leave my baggage at the door, right beside my sachel of bitter memories. Kicking off the too big shoes of shame, peeled off those too tight jeans of inhibitions, ripped off my low self esteem shirt and took off my thinking cap.I straight walked into love, completely naked and completely responsible for the consquences.