All posts filed under: self confidence

Being Shameless

Originally posted on Clueless 20 Something:
I am an aspiring painter. I am an aspiring entertainer. I am… not getting anywhere because I have no idea how to promote myself. Raised to never talk about my abilities to others (because “people will notice it themselves without you boasting.”),  broadcasting what I can do feels so counterintuitive, I change the topic before anyone understands what I’m trying to say. My timidity stems from the awareness that I am not the best. I fall within the range of pretty decent to good, but since I’m only good at best, I always worry that people will judge me for being proud of nothing that great. But now, after having perused numerous Instagram, DeviantArt, and YouTube pages, I’ve concluded that the most popular aren’t necessarily the best at what they do. They’re just the people who post the most content and are, in some cases, the most shameless. Frankly, I think much of the world has changed their definition of what boastful is. Unless you’re completely crappy with a mismatched…

What Makes a Woman Confident?

Originally posted on Just another millennial living with her parents:
I feel as though this is a popular topic to discuss. The topic of confidence. I don’t speak to men, when it comes to matters of confidence – Ladies, I’m telling you – They have enough. Men, men, are so flipping confident these days. I tell you, I’ve never met a single male, anywhere, that hasn’t told me what to do. They tell me what I should be doing with my time. Of course, I shouldn’t be wasting so much time, worrying about my student loans – But I do. It’s all I can think about. I go hard, get what’s mine, take what’s mine. I work hard these days, and I must tell you, confess to you, ladies – My confidence is directly related to my money. These days, I feel a lot of pep in my step. I’ve bolstered up my student loan payments, and I feel good. Actually, I feel great. I’ve traded in my butter knife for a tomahawk, and I’m…

The Confident Introvert 

Originally posted on Hilary Alice:
An introvert to some, are people who are shy, keep to themselves, don’t enjoy the company of others, and boring… I consider myself to be one but I don’t think I’m any of those things. I like to stay quiet unless I have something useful to say. I don’t feel like I’m missing out on things if I can’t or don’t want to be there because I prefer my own company. I like to be in smaller groups compared to crowds.  I would be considered someone who likes to stay in the audience rather than be the entertainer. I do get shy and I do have a fear of judgement. So why do I blog? Why do I put myself out there, not just on here but moments in real life as well? I think it’s terrifying but it’s necessary. Every time I hit the publish button, I get a rush of fear and adrenaline. Why am I torturing the normally quiet, content me with exposing my thoughts to the…