Whenever I start to think to myself, “I wouldn’t have done it that way, I could do it so much better, there’s nothing I can learn here…”, there is a voice inside of me that is quick to smack my head and tells me to pause a second. “Well, if you could do it better then wouldn’t you by now?” is the tough love retort.
I laugh, shrug and agree.
This is the same voice that at earlier points in my life criticised, condemned, and judged me mercilessly but now has evolved with time, healing, and growth. This is now the voice that challenges me to be better, strive for greater, dream bigger and dig deeper.
This voice that does not allow me to settle, wallow, compare myself to others, or forget how far I’ve come. This is the voice rooted in grit, resilience and strength that knows when to come in at my lowest and ignite the fighter in me.
When I am in the dark, and getting lost in the valley of despair, it calls out, “Is that really all you got? Funny, I didn’t take you for a quitter.”
I owe as much of my growth and becoming to this tough but affirming force that reminds me that I am capable of way more than I can even imagine.
To our growth,
Jean.