Grace Notes @ Snarkattack

It’s not overly impressive, just what I came up with in writers’ workshop on the topic of confidence. The reason it’s not overly impressive is that it’s not fiction but my thoughts, which aren’t overly exciting, haha. When it was my turn to read my bit out, the old birds really enjoyed it…they really dig this sort of thing.

I envy young children. You can tell by the way they hold up their heads, straight and tall, that they think the world is an infinite place of amusement, of wonder, of richness. No doubt helped along by Mum and Dad, always there to catch them when they fall.

As we get older, we lose a certain spring in our step, that child-like confidence where we believe the world is our oyster. Who is responsible for this? Why does it happen? Why do we allow ourselves to believe we can’t be good at anything? If this is getting older, I’m not sure I really like it.

If we’re lucky, somehow we’ll find ourselves back on that path to finding our confidence. We’ll surround ourselves with people who will tell us when we do certain things well, and if not, what we can do to improve. The thing about confidence lost is it can be regained. It just takes extra time, we have to be patient.

So the important thing to remember is confidence can never be lost, not fully. Surrounding ourselves with positive influences can help remind us of this, as can personal perseverance.