I told someone the other day that I was teaching myself everything I need to know for my next career. A total stranger. And as I said the words out aloud it made me feel proud. I was delighted to be able share that with someone who didn't know me. Someone who didn't know a thing.
Strangers are good sounding boards for trying out new parts to add to your personality. I'm not talking about being fake but rather when you stop being fake. You know, when you realize the person you're pretending to be is starting to look less and less like the person you actually are but you're worried if you start acting like yourself no-one will like you, so you start revealing small real things about yourself and hope that it isn't rejected or ridiculed? Maybe I'm alone in this feeling?
A few hours after this encounter I was at home, rethinking over the events of my meeting, enjoying my proud feeling and I was suddenly struck with guilt. I felt uncomfortable. I couldn't help but think that I was in fact a fake.
I hadn't yet taken any steps to teach myself anything. How could I expect anyone to take me seriously if I couldn't even do that? I noticed that I've been a passive participant in my own life. Sailing by. Pretending that things will just happen. I'm thankful for that retrospective moment. It gave me a push that I didn't even realize I needed.
It is all very much a work in progress at the moment. I'm still learning the best way to teach myself. I've never been good at being a student. And I've never been very good at being me. But I'm willing to give it a good shot.
I just hope it is well received. {maybe I'm too paranoid}
Are you true to yourself?