Maybe you constantly second-guess yourself. Maybe you feel “crazy,” that you are your own worst critic. That you care more what other people think than what YOU think. That everything you want is probably bad for you. That there is something intrinsically flawed in you. That you can’t trust anyone, really, least of all yourself.
But the thing is, you were born trusting yourself.
You reached for what you wanted. You joyfully assumed you would walk even as you fell down trying ten thousand times. You took great pleasure from even the simplest things such as the changing shape of a cloud, your own belly button, or the plain cardboard box that the shiny, blinky toy came in.
Then came “the script.” And then came “the forgetting.”read full post ››