I’ve always been afraid of being wrong.
The embarrassment, the laughter – in my head it was always so hard to bear. Until I failed once. And again. And yet again. And you know what? It’s not that bad. In fact, every time I failed, I dusted myself off and went on my way. Oh sure, I had the occasional graze on my knee, a bump on my elbow and a slightly bruised ego, but I was whole – and that is what matters.
And here’s a secret: no one is really watching.
So lose the fear, make mistakes, celebrate and learn from them.
Because everyone’s so focused on not making mistakes that they’re not caring if you made one.
Happy Monday folks, and stay tuned for the launch of our latest zine! 🙂
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Great way to start the week! Thanks. 🙂
Good reminder. I have this problem of feeling like it’s the end of the world if I don’t succeed. Keep having to tell myself it’s ok.
You’re so right Amy when you say, ‘And here’s a secret: no one is really watching.’
From a really young age my Mum always used to say to me “Who’s looking at you anyway?” which always used to hurt when I was younger, like I wasn’t even worth being looked at. But now when I hear her say it I know she’s totally right, and she was actually giving me confidence, not stripping it from me.
I love this. This gives us permission to do a lot, you know. To make mistakes. To do things. To say silly things. I like it.