Where’s your confidence?

It sucks to feel insecure.

To feel deeply inadequate.

Powerless.

Uninteresting.

Overwhelmed.

Weak.

And lesser than.

All those fucking things.

Standing there in agony and anxiety.

Feeling like you’re not up to the task, whatever the task is.

You’ve been there, right?

Oh, how we wish to be confident.

Confident!

Strong, powerful, unwavering.

Never afraid of anything, striding through life like giants.

Right?

Nah.

I’d say we’re very much misled.

We mostly believe that confidence is the absence of insecurity, nervousness, and doubt.

Always powerful and mighty, like a fast river or an ancient oak tree.

Something we have to grow into, to conquer.

But I don’t think that’s true.

And it’s also not a helpful pointer.

Confidence is not a specific state of mind or a way to deal with discomfort.