Am I Fooling Myself?
A doubt, a question that shatters all the learnings in a second. I dealt with excuses and thoughts of quitting, but I had never been this stressed by a question. Blanked by everything I experienced. Blanked by everything I felt and voiced out. Blanked by moments of creativity. A thought questioned the existence of my whole writing journey.
All the efforts felt like nothing. Nothing with consistency. Nothing with discipline. Nothing with courage. Nothing with curiosity. Nothing with creativity. Nothing with patience. Nothing with silence. All the understanding switched into a deceiving notion.
I stressed, got silent, and took a pause, finding myself trying to resist the absurd thought of fooling myself. A few hours of quietness gave me the same answer as always whenever I doubted myself.
It's for me. I can't lie to myself. I have become better. That's it.
Four phrases, a long pause. I questioned myself again. However, instantly my inner self voiced all my learning confidently. The courage of my inner voice silenced the whole web of chaos. Confusion to clarity, a few hours, much why and when.
If I was fooling myself, I would have skipped efforts. I would have skipped the streak. I would have skipped improving my mistakes. I would not have had faith to evolve. No more doubts, only a commitment to step forward and grow every single day.
The more I am consistent with my voice, the less I get silenced by questions. The question shook my journey, but my efforts answered it.
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