This week has been big in terms of this BLOG {not bog like the newsletter said. Fail!}. Big in terms of visits. Big in terms of me digging deep and saying the things that were there for me to say. Funny, I can go weeks or even months between having a good bust out with a rant or a gut wrenching purge. Then all it comes and it’s on the page all in the one week.  I hope you all survived it. Sometimes when I unload this stuff on the page I worry for you all being covered in it. Did you do ok this week? Didn’t get too much guts on you?

I’ve been deep into writing the Confident You posts and in the process I have been stripping back everything I’ve ever learnt. Lots of experiences and challenges that brought me to where I am today. People too, lots and lots of people. At the same time I’m having some sort of crisis of confidence. I know, that’s irony, right? Who am I to think I can write this. What do I think is going to happen, people just wake up and ARE confident? I’m not an expert, what if people think I’m trying to be one? What if no one reads them!? Or WORSE, read them and think they’re stupid?

And on and on it goes. But that voice, the questioning, is what makes me feel like I’m on the right track. It’s always darkest before dawn, right? The final resistance of the things holding me back from sharing these things I’ve learnt. I’m going through the process of gaining confidence all over again in order to share it with you how. If that’s the one result to come out of this series, I think it will be enough for me. It would be nice if people did read them. You know, more than my Hubby I mean.

See, crisis of confidence. Sigh.

So it’s Saturday night and I’ve cancelled all our plans. I’m going to write. Be here with Hubby and cook us a big dinner of food to nourish us and restore us after this week. It’s all I can do. It’s time to recharge and take care of myself physically and emotionally. Sometimes we can expose ourselves and in doing so rub ourselves raw. It’s important to take the time to recover, I think.

Before you wear yourself out entirely.