Thank you debilitating self-doubt, you've been great—not really—now please go die in peace
I really hate it when it reminds me about the laundry
Tap, tap, tap… Pssssst…
Hey, over here. Whaddya doing with those words on that computer screen? Are you… writing?? For real??
Who do you think you are? There are actual literary GENIUSES on this platform and you’re going to write alongside them? Are you really going to hit “publish” on that post, you’re going to put it out there into the world??? You gotta be friggin’ kidding me!!! Your words smell like kitty litter.
Stop playing, put it away, we got a sink full of dishes, loads of laundry, and other things we need to get to… you can always come back to it… Hemingway… bhahahahahahahah!!! Loser. You know you’re not… GOOD ENOUGH!!!!
Gosh f$chksi&!ht# damnit!!!! I hate that voice!
I’ve always thought I had a “clarity issue” as in I couldn’t get clear on my goals and THAT was why I felt stuck, underutilizing all my raw talent for the greater good.
But no, oh no—that is not the issue at all. Turns out I tuned in one day and realized all this “under the radar” mental chatter that was going on, right above my nose! Saying these things and making it evidently clear that clarity is not my issue… it’s that friggin voice in my head telling me I can’t do this, or that, or achieve anything beyond what I see—and for so long I believed it! Can you imagine?! NOT believing in yourself?? What could be worse than that??? (Looks around bewildered with palms facing up, shoulders shrugged as if to say, idiot!)
My friend, this is an epidemic, I’m sure of it because I’m way too average a person to be an outlier so I know this affects others, maybe even you?!
If you too have a voice that loves to tell you how little faith it has in you, I think I’ve got a real remedy to put the naysaying-son-of-a-nutcracker to rest. Listen in on the latest episode and let’s put this chatter to rest once and for all!
What BS chatter can you put to rest that’s keeping you stuck? (I know it’s in there! Let it out and become free!)
Gosh, I was there last week. I’ve been going to bed earlier and now I have time to reset my brain. Holy moly, game changing. Less chatter, less mean.
I still have to work hard to keep the critic at bay, but at least there is room for inspiration to come to the surface (instead of destructive words).
Here’s to firing the miserable grouch!