As an adult, everyone goes off on a completely different path, with no common ground. We all become rogue agents and if you allow yourself to live in shame culture, you’ll find yourself sizing up to people who don’t even want the same things as you. This took a while for me to understand and during the process of understanding this, the shame crept in louder than ever, every time I didn’t reach one of my goals. I always felt like there was more that I could be doing. People my age were building apps, buying homes, and getting engaged while I was giving myself a break for working out 3 times that week. I genuinely felt bad and like I didn’t have the drive I thought I did and was slowly less motivated to care. After many failed attempts of breaking my cycle, I was able to realize that it was more than possible for me to thrive in a professional career without sacrificing the things I once drowned in.
You’ve Called Yourself in, Now What?
At the time, I had just started my first career and when my nerve-inducing outgoingness came to a close, real life hit quickly. I had already set up this expectation of myself, yet in every meeting I began to get flustered, my speech was always jumbled, and I’d leave each call with burning cheeks and a strong feeling of disappointment. I wasn’t being the person I knew I was capable of nor the person that I wanted to be. I shortly identified the trigger was that I was attending more meetings with people that I didn’t normally interact with. But still, why was I getting so nervous at the idea of even introducing myself? Well once I identified the trigger, I had a revelation in a solo conversation. Growing up I was always the shy, quiet girl. Now in my adulthood, I fail to believe that shyness exists. Instead I see it as a passive word to cover up fear and anxiousness that no one ever comforted, instead they just adapted to it. I used shyness to my advantage and invested more energy into things I actually cared about.
Realizing this, though, made everything click in terms of my workplace anxiety. I learned that it wasn’t that I was incapable, or really shy like I started to believe, it was that no one ever gave me that space to try before. The fact that people wanted to hear me speak without speaking over me or for me was new and terrifying. The best part is that there was no one to be mad at. Instead, I had an aha moment of relief, saved myself therapy-induced pity, and went straight into action mode. I started reading books aloud, watching TED talks, and having overly revealing conversations with my boss and strangers with intense eye contact. Instead of allowing myself to sit back and watch the conversation out of fear of stumbling on my words or not saying the right thing, I consciously chose to be a part of the conversation every single time. And even though I still got flustered, had moments with sky-rocketing anxiety, or felt a bit down for not being able to articulate my thoughts the way I wanted to, I made every mess up an opportunity to call myself in with a pat on the back instead of shaming myself for being confident to try.