I Feel Bad About Myself, How Do You Get Confidence?

“Can you help me to improve my bad feeling about myself which I’ve had all through my working life (about 20 years..)?”

“What are some strategies to stay out of your own head and ignore/stop negative self talk?”

“How do I increase my confidence in myself? How can I have more confidence in me?”

These are all listener questions from The Clarity Course survey. Most of us are very familiar with that “bad feeling” about ourselves.

We’d love to feel more confident, clear, and strong … but how can we, when there are scary shadows of doubt and fear lurking in our minds?

It’s like Anne Lamott says: “My mind is like a bad neighborhood I try not to go into alone.”

If you’ve ever felt that way, then click here to watch the new, 8:08 minute video.

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I Thought I Needed to Feel Strong (I Was Wrong)

“How do I overcome low self esteem when I don’t really like much about myself?

People would say to me when my father was dying, “You’ll be stronger.” Yet I recently got into a verbal disagreement with someone at work, and I was so angry I wanted to cry and it showed.

I don’t feel stronger or resilient, why is that?

That listener question from The Clarity Course survey spoke right to my heart. So, I recorded this video for her … and for YOU.

If you’ve ever thought that you should feel stronger or better than you actually do — if you’ve ever fought to overcome low self esteem — then click here to watch the new, 5:33 minute video.

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Do More of What Feels Like Magic

There’s nothing kids love quite like feeling “grown up.” Give them some responsibility, and they’re hooked.

At least, that’s how I felt when I worked in my dad’s home office. My dad has his own business, and when he had invoices to mail, he let me help him prepare the envelopes.

This was thrilling to me. As a small child, I loved pressing the return-address stamp onto the black ink pad. I loved the stamp’s disappearing act, the swivel that made the raised letters come and go.

One moment, there were no words in the upper left hand corner of the envelope, and then next, there were several lines of text. Amazing!

Sure, I enjoyed pressing the stamps too, but I didn’t begrudge my younger brother Willie taking on that task instead. For me, the magic was always in the words.

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