If you’ve been holding back on something that matters, read this.

I’ve been holding back from posting ANYTHING specifically about vulnerability, shame, courage etc. (BreneBrown-inspired, I’ve been reading her books and listening to her podcasts!)

and absolutely NOTHING about counselling, therapy work (this field of work holds such a different position in the Western countries, and given the kind of local news we are seeing when it comes to our youths and the status of the city’s mental health, the general stereotypes our society holds around this work NEEDS TO SHIFT and I want to contribute to that).

I’ve been holding back because I fear I’ll fail in this endeavour and end up doing a terribly lousy job at it. I fear that when I fall, I’ll be judged and laughed at. I fear that people will go like, “She has no degree in counselling, no qualifications etc. so who is she to share content of such nature?”

Those are just some of the many other fears I have.

Oh, and one more.

I’ve been holding back because I don’t know. I don’t know what’s the best way forth, I don’t know what I should do to ensure I can deliver the value I wish to deliver. And this uncertainty overwhelms me.

phew.

SO this post, is to break myself out of that ‘frozen’ state of mind :’)

Let’s not hold back anymore, and instead,

let’s take the energy of my fears, and channel them into actually being and doing.

I’m still scared I’ll fail. Still scared I’ll be judged, and rejected.

But I remind myself that yes, I’ll probably fail. And in fact,

I must fail, because our falls are proportional to the amount of times we choose to show up.

A one-time success never does exist.

I remind myself that if I want to talk about vulnerability, and the work I wish to bring to our city’s young people,

then it starts now.

I’ll never be '‘prepared enough’… and meh, I’ll always be able to find a reason to excuse myself from starting. We all are indeed our best excuse-givers.

(1) So, I’m writing this,

to announce that yes my content is going to be mainly categorised into 3 different categories from now on.

  1. Vulnerability, courage, shame; all the ‘awkward’s.

  2. Unpacking the world of Counselling and Therapy, in ways that allow you to better understand what these involve and also what they actually can do for us (we really don’t know enough + have such terrible stereotypes around this work)

  3. My own life muses <3

(2) So, I’m writing this,

ALSO because maybe this is happening for you too. Somewhere in your own life, maybe there’s something that matters to you

it can be anything,

from a love confession, to a potential break-up,

from a delayed confrontation, to a decision to leave.

It can be anything, and you’re struggling because of fears that are similar to mine.

But you’re holding back from doing much about it, because maybe you too are afraid of being seen, being rejected, being judged, being wrong, being a ‘failure’.

And if that’s you, then this post is specifically written to you for you with you :”)

It took me a lot of courage to write this out, and a mountain more to press ‘post’ on this…

and the one question that kept me moving, that I now wish to give to you too?

Instead of

“What would I do, if I knew I wouldn’t fail?”

I’m changing it to

“What is worth doing, even if I fail?”

Ans: All that matters to you is worth doing, because you are worthy and enough. Failing will not change that.

I hope this gives you however much of support you need to activate that courage, to put yourself out there and TRY.

Small steps good steps, you.

We’ve got this.

You don’t have to do this alone, we are all in this world lacking of vulnerability.

What matters is that we are willing and trying. We can be scared, and courageous, both at once.

here’s to me and my journey forth bringing us closer to world of whole-heartedness and fullness

here’s to you and your journey forth with the things that truly matter to you.

love,

val

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