What is it called when you go down the path of not feeling good enough, strong enough, just enough?
a. Slippery slope of self-doubt
b. Tidal wave of turmoil
It doesn’t happen often but sometimes those intrusive thoughts take over the mind. Not one to wallow in self pity, I’m just curious about how others handle this. Where do they come from? Where do they go?
As the longest long long semester is now over, I believe I’ve grown through it. Not only as a writer but also where my writing is going. I try to spend some time reflecting on what went well and what didn’t – and attempt not to overinflate my role in the process. For awhile, I doubted that I could meet the requirements of writing lengthy, topic-specific papers. Sometimes I still doubt it. But with every page, it seems more possible. One, in particular, I thought was actual garbage. I told anyone that would listen how awful it was. No flow, too wordy without saying anything, it was a mess. I stepped away from it on several occasions to try to figure out my mind – still, nothing. Eventually I gave up and submitted it. Grade: A. Now, this isn’t saying I’m a good writer. Fairly certain he got tired of grading papers and gave up. Nonetheless, it was done but it’s still on my mind. Overthinking much?
There was a month – ok, 6 weeks at least – of no office phone. I put my personal number on the out of office message and continued about my business. Many times, I was either asked why would I give out my personal number or questioned if I was being bothered outside of work hours. Of course I’m bothered! Welcome to the supervisor world. But that’s not really true. If I’m busy, I don’t answer. We all do our best to separate work from our personal lives. Occasionally it’s actually successful! Example: using my time wisely to engage in the physical therapy exercises I paid a lot of money for.
That’s how self-doubt works, too. Sometimes it builds us up because of our ability to overcome, but, other times, it’s just a nagging feeling sheltered inside insecurity and lack of confidence. Pry apart the layers and you’ll easily find the nutshell: there’s no really no space for self-doubt in life. Play and pray.
I ask you –
Do you have any catchy phrases for intrusive thoughts?
How leery of handing out your personal number are you?
Lucky Number 13!!!!
(The post Tunnel Vision first appeared here at Running on Fumes.)
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5 thoughts on “Tunnel Vision”
While I don’t give out my personal number too often, I rarely answer my phone if I don’t recognize the phone . . . sometimes, I don’t answer the phone when I recognize the phone number. 😉
Depends on how important I think it may be!
Oh, and I had my thirteenth birthday on Friday the 13th, so that number don’t scare me none!
My kids and I dubbed those intrusive thoughts the “Evil Tape Machine.”
Clever! And so true!