Normally, I don’t pay much attention to my doubts and insecurities. That only makes them last longer.
Last night I woke up worried that my progress with music is highly suspicious. I wasn’t getting any better with singing, playing guitar or writing songs.
But this time, those doubts felt different. They didn’t feel like statements by myself about myself.
They were questions.
And maybe they always have been.
I finally realized my subconscious was not trying to sabotage me. It was not telling me what I can and can’t do. It was asking me if I could do it. It just needed a few words of comfort.
So I wrote down all of the questions I didn’t want to ask myself out loud.
Can I really learn to sing and play guitar? Will my business keep making enough to support my family? Can we drink Corona anymore?
I said yes to all of them.
Doubting my doubts can take you places.