When I’m here, it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks.
Not my co-workers. Not my friends. Not my family. Not my husband. Sadly, not even God.
Self-confidence begins with SELF. Something that took me a long time to realize and a much longer time to come to terms with.
I can’t take anyone’s word for it. I have to believe in myself and there’s no one who can do it for me. Some have tried over the years, and I thank them for that. But this is something I have to do. I wish I could truly see myself through their eyes, have the faith that they do. But, I suppose then it wouldn’t really be mine, after all.
No one can give it to me if I don’t have it. Simultaneously, no one can take it away if I do. Naysayers and detractors have no power over me if I have my own confidence.
And it’s a battle. I mean every damn day, I have to fight for this. It doesn’t come easily for me. Except for a brief, blissfully ignorant period in my childhood, it never has.
Now, I don’t think it ever will. I’ve come to honestly believe that I am going to have to consistently earn feeling good about myself. Every day for the rest of my life I have to get in tune with myself and find joy and acceptance from within.
And it’s worth it.