Doubting Myself

I am in my favorite writing spot working on my flyer.

It’s a gloomy day. It’s snowing and the skies are gray.

Just like my mood.

As I write my thoughts on paper, doubts come in.

You’re not smart enough to have your own business.

No one else in your family has their own business so why do you think you can?

Maybe I should give up before I start. Will this really go any where?

Will Tara, my real estate agent, laugh at my flyer?

Will it be good enough or will she tell me to work on it some more?

Some days, like today, it’s hard not to crawl back under the covers and let doubt rule.

I’ve let these doubts rule most my life.

Until now.

Do I know what the future holds?

No.

Do I know if my business will make it?

No.

What I have learned in the last couple of weeks is that have to push doubt aside and get out of bed and get moving.

I edited my flyer today.

Am I 100% happy with it?

No.

But I am closer to my goal.

Am I scared to show this part of me to the world?

Yes, I am, but it will be ok.

When I get home tonight I will retype it and see what I have. I can play with fonts and colors. I can edit it again.

In time I will come up with something I’m happy with.

Until then I will keep moving forward.

I made progress today. I got out of bed and put words on the page.

My doubts didn’t win.

I am happy with this