There was a time when the young, naïve and paranoid version of you wondered to yourself:
How did you get here? What are you even doing here? Can you believe you got away with this? Is this a coup or what?
Resulting in the final pressure cooker thought of, you better fucking be good.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. Happened to me well into my thirties.
But there will also come a time when the older, more experienced and calmer version of you won’t wonder at all. Because you will know in your bones exactly how you ended up here, what your true value is, and that you are exactly where you’re supposed to be.
You will have hit your stride, and nobody will be able to take that away from you.
This ability to trust yourself takes many years to build. There is no proven formula, and it can’t be rushed, taught or bought. Only earned and realized.
Carlin once did a related bit on the problems of bald guys:
Shaving your head is ugly and repulsive and disgusting. If people really want to have no hair, do what he did. Wait a while. In the meantime, there is no excuse for running around looking like a freshly circumcised dick.
Meaning, in time the doubt will fade. The trust will blossom. The imposter will leave the building. And one day, you will realize that life no longer feels like a town where everyone knows you don’t belong.
Because you will already belong to yourself.
One day, the urgency to prove your worth and earn approval will fade, because everyone who needs to will already be reminded of your infinite value. Especially yourself.
It’s a glorious feeling, belief in your own efficacy. It will help make you more productive and achieving.
And even though doubt and failure will still creep in like an uninvited guest, your reservoir of resilience will limit the damage and ultimately help you bounce back with speed and grace.
LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Where are you not able to take action and change situations where you felt powerless before?