I'm enjoying the workbook It's Never Too Late to Begin Again. It is changing my perceptions of life in general and the limitations we place on ourselves. When I read the chapter on Honesty, it struck a chord with me.
Sharing my true feelings has always been difficult for me. I remember in my childhood that they were squelched by adults who didn't like what I said or my own self-doubt. I shared with my mom years later that when I was in grade school the other kids looked at us like we were Martians. I, my sister and brother was the only three black children in the whole school. The experience was unnerving.
I do admit that I can be my own worst enemy. Procrastination, doubts, and a lack of motivation have been stumbling blocks. I have decided to be more open to my true feelings and to express them. Writing has allowed me to do this and more. With this honesty I have opened up some deep-seated desires I never knew I possessed. This may account for the detachment I sometimes feel in some situations.
A reminder is that writers share parts of their lives with others through their work. This is one of the tradeoffs of sharing with the public. I will be honest with me and my true feelings from now on. I won't let self-doubt stop me. I never worry about my critics (I'm my own worst critic). Onward and upward.
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