I’m gonna be really vulnerable here for a minute.
Yesterday, I cried.
I was trying to make a business decision and called a team member to talk it through.
The first words out of my mouth were, “I wanna make sure I’m not being stupid.”
My voice cracked and my heart broke as I heard my own words. The tears flowed instantly.
Here I am, a woman who’s accomplished so much, stumbled, and risen so far so fast yet and still, I called myself stupid to a colleague.
I’d NEVER call anyone else stupid, so why would I so easily undermine myself?
I’ve spent way too much of my life allowing someone else to devalue me and question my worth.
Words have power.
Words hold weight.
Words can cut to the core without leaving scar.
Especially those of the voice in our heads.
Our words should lift up, not tear down. If it’s criticism, it should be constructive. If it’s correction, it should be guidance.
Realizing that despite all my healing, my education, my experience, my research, my accomplishments, not only did I subconsciously lean towards self-doubt, 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.
That crushed me.
I have done a lot of healing work to be able to recognize that negative self-talk, but I know, frankly there are many that haven’t.
So in many, the habit of self-deprecation will persist.
There is a better way. It does take work. And there is help. Even, me, the expert on the neuroscience of change, I still get help.
We all need help.
It makes our path that much easier to navigate.
There’s no time to waste when it comes to healing.