I’ve Decided to Quit Doubting Myself

It didn’t serve me well.

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I’ve finally decided I’m as smart and insightful as everyone else. It took me awhile, but here we are.

Maybe it’s the because I’m the youngest child in my family, or maybe it’s my personality, but I’ve always thought everyone else knew more than me. I’ve always had that sneaking suspicion that I was lacking some deeply relevant information or talent that would put me on equal footing with everyone else.

Oddly enough — and I don’t why — I always thought when I turned 50 I would finally get it. Whatever “it” was. I remember turning 50 and instantly that little voice in my head said, “now you’re too old — no one will listen to you.”

That little bitch.

My inner voice had tricked me my entire life. I had cast my gifts and talents aside thinking they weren’t ready for public consumption. A little more time and practice and they would be, but not right now.

What a crock.

I began to realize that people who were the most fulfilled were the ones doing what they wanted to do. They weren’t beholden to anyone else’s perception of who or what they should be. They weren’t waiting until they were experts in their field. They just did it — whatever “it” was.