I am terrified of not being perfect — mortally afraid of being judged as unworthy.
For many years, I’ve mostly stuck to doing things I already knew how to do. That was safer. I had been writing for the public since I was in high school. I had taken photos and done graphic design — for newspapers, magazines and advertising — since I was a teen.
My work wasn’t perfect, but I was competent enough to feel like an expert. I could put my work in front of the public — expose myself in a very real way — without fear of looking too foolish.
Lately, I’ve been trying something at which I’m a beginner. I’m a rank amateur. And I am terrified.
Why are you and I forced to pay for free phones for certain folks?
Wait, was she flirting with me? My history shows I’m clueless
Love & Hope — Episode 10:
You’re not watching real news; you’re watching a scripted show
Party of ‘limited government’ fails when given chance to shrink state
Old photos have me thinking about who I was then, how far I’ve come
Too many voices with little to say: Politics matters less and less to me
Identity crisis might lead to integration of my inner selves
Italy sending seismologists to jail for failing to predict big earthquake