Beth went on to challenge her readers to own their accomplishments and talents, and asked everyone to complete the sentence... "I'm really good at..."
Well... I couldn't do it. I typed out the "I'm really good at" and sat here staring at the cursor blinking away while my mind would not cough up anything to complete the sentence. It was uncomfortable, and sad to me. I've never been able to own my talents and accomplishments, and tend to self-deprecatingly shrug off any compliments I might receive from others. Why? Because I don't believe it.
And that's really odd to me. I know who I am. I am comfortable in my own skin. It took me forty years to finally stand up to own this person I've become, but still there is apparently a part of me that is not able to affirm my accomplishments. People say I should publish some of my photos. I laugh. People tell me I can sing. I cringe at the thought of more solos, especially when I hear myself singing. People say I should write a book about all the experiences of having Sam in my life, and I shake my head. "How nice of them to think I am even half that talented," I think. I know I'm not. I don't believe it. I don't believe in my own abilities and talents. And writing that sentence hurt even my feelings.
So, maybe it's time to delve into the why of all this. Maybe it's time to give my self some credit where credit is
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