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Stop Saying You Have Nothing to Offer
And don’t say you have no skills
I was having one of those days. Nothing was functioning right. Except my lizard brain. I keep getting this brilliant idea in my head that I have no meaningful skills. Nothing to offer anyone.
My twenty something year old son asked me what I meant by I had no skills.
“I don’t know anything” I said.
I told him I liked writing but didn’t think I was any good at it.
He blinked. Looked me in the eye and said, “Then write”.
Even after six years of blogging. Even after raising two sons when their dad walked away.
I still believe I have nothing to offer anyone.
I never heard the words “I love you” as a child. When I graduated high school at sixteen, I didn’t go off to college to find my way, then went on to work or pursue my career goals. I had an unconventional upbringing. And not much changed as an adult.
Yet, there’s no blame or longing for what could have been. I realize that we all have to create the life we want no matter what hand we’re dealt. Despite starting slow and through unexpected paths, I still can’t think of what I would change. Because each path is inextricably linked to who I am today.
The lizard brain is…
