Day #3 of Imperfection, and I’m already hyper-criticizing myself.
Who do I think I am, writing about this personal development stuff? It’s all been said before. What makes me think I can present the subject in a new way?
Why would anyone read what I write? I’m not some kind of super-expert! What if I offend somebody or write something so stupidly obvious that people will just delete it?
Ugh. Man, I can be so hard on myself!
I don’t know whether anyone cares about anything I’m writing, but does that really matter? This whole exercise is for me to get out there without judging myself along the way. To let go of those demons who say all these nasty things and just speak my truth. From my life experience. From my perspective. Which may, in some cases, speak to yours. Your life. Maybe offer a new perspective for you, or reinforce one you already have.
What makes me think I can do this?
What other choice can I make?
Now that I am embracing making the choices that are right for me, that come from inside-out instead of outside-in, the only choice that sits well with me is to do it. To write, to express, to let go of the outcome.
I still hope you like what I’m sharing. I hope it’s helpful to you. But even if you don’t or it isn’t, I’m doing it anyway. Because this is for me. And as I share my thoughts and feelings about imperfection openly, perhaps you’ll feel invited to share yours too.