It was a really rough one today. My speaking up consisted of telling the truth about struggles. Nothing spectacular. Writing this from my phone at bedtime because I forgot. Not one of my better days.
Sometimes I get really stuck in my head. It’s like my inner dialog starts becoming an echo chamber with lots of fear based word fragments that just get louder and more confused. This may be a by-product of anxiety, I’m not sure. Usually, it happens when my brain knows there’s a problem, knows it’s important,
Sometimes speaking up is just saying the good things that pop into my head. Passing the same woman, wearing an adorable sweater, for the 3rd time as you zig zag back and forth at the grocery store – and finally saying “Hey! I really like your sweater!” That’s speaking up. Noticing a super-NON-drama-queen friend subtly
omg this is hard. I wrote for a while, then started editing to make my thoughts more clear and ended up with only two sentences. That method is not working. Things I learned today: Some people are thoughtless, and make mistakes, but when you keep up communication, and extend a little grace, things can get
An Introduction Speaking up is hard for me. Whether it’s due to fear that I don’t have all the right facts, or my thoughts aren’t cohesive enough, or maybe it’s just not my place — I often keep my mouth shut. It’s not an entirely bad thing, of course. Not speaking allows me to listen.