Insecurity is my biggest downfall. It feels like quicksand, sucking me deeper and deeper into a pit of inadequacy, despair, anxiety, and self-hatred. I know I can’t be the only one out there who has days/weeks/months like this, so here is a reblog from one of my favorite writers, a woman who has provided me with a lifeline out of the quicksand more than once, thanks to her insights.
German psychoanalyst Eric Fromm said, “The task we must set for ourselves is not to feel secure, but to be able to tolerate insecurity.”
Everyone I have ever known—I take that back—every likeable person I have ever known in this world has admitted to periods of sheer insecurity. They looked at themselves from the perspective of someone else—perhaps a person with no appreciate of their talents, personality traits, abilities—and judged themselves unfairly according to the perverted view.
I am terribly insecure much of the time. I grew up with bad acne, braces, and a twin sister who was in the popular group. The adolescent self-doubt had sticking power. At times I can pull off the image of a self-confident author and writer, but it usually lasts as long as the speaking event or lunch with my editor.
Lately the junior high inferiority complex has made a surprise visit, and I’m…
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Oh, I feel insecure a lot of the time.
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Lisa, I know exactly how you feel, but just remember that your feelings are not necessarily reality. I think you and wonderful and talented, and I bet a lot of other people think so too!! {{{HUGS}}}
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Great post 😉
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Thanks for reading!!
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