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.
Whether it makes sense or not, I’ve learned to expect miracles
Lonely older man finds new life through meeting and loving dogs
Will those on the left upset about Halliburton now go after Obama?
Collective freak-out over tasteless shirt points to double standard
We frequently go back to the past hoping to find a different future
Do we choose to be free people? Or will we live as slaves to mobs?
Bloomberg: Policing what you eat part of ‘government’s highest duty’
Maturity asked me to learn that I’d never win certain arguments