It’s amazing how hard it is to say ‘I’m proud’ or ‘I’m good’ or even ‘I’m great’ without qualifying it in some way. As though, if I admit to it the universe will strike me down for my presumption. And if I don’t I risk the ridicule of others for being arrogant.
And while humility, being down to earth and being unassuming are prized personality traits, confidence, self-assuredness and self-belief are often thrown into the category of delusions of grandeur.
And it doesn’t just impact things on a grand scale – it affects tiny little things that you wouldn’t even necessarily notice – like I find myself incapable of saying ‘my daughter is beautiful’ without throwing in ‘but I’m biased’ at the end just in case anyone thinks that I am insipid and arrogant at the same time.
I always think it’s a good idea to start small with these things. So here goes. I have a beautiful daughter. Sometimes I nearly tear up in the mornings because I’m woken by such a beautiful face. And yesterday, after I found out that this month was not the month, she woke up from her nap, looked up at me with concern and said ‘mummy sad’ then sat with me on the couch for the rest of the afternoon, cuddling me tight.
And sometimes after a truly awful day, all I need is to remind myself that I am a good person.
No qualifications. No self depracation. Everything just as it is.
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