I’m naturally a bit of a worrier. I used to think this was a good thing – I mean, surely if I worried about all the potential (negative) outcomes of a situation then that would somehow cushion the blow when things didn’t turn out as I’d hoped, right? Sending a new pitch letter to a client? The fear would kick in with “Oh they’ll probably not even respond”…so if they didn’t, I could tell myself “I knew that was going to happen”. Submitting a proposal for a new job? My response…same as above. I’m not sure why I found such comfort in being a negative know-it-all. Confirmation of my fear didn’t make me any less disappointed, that’s for sure. Perhaps by feeling like I knew the outcome I thought I could trick fate/the Universe into surprising me with good news. But really?
I was absolving myself of the need to challenge myself.