This question gave me pause the moment I read it, which is why I knew it was perfect for a journal entry.
Going back to my childhood, my self-confidence has been incredibly low, but the more I think about that, the more I realize I may not even know what that means.
What does confidence mean to me?
When I think of confident people, I think of strength, power, determination. Which are qualities that on any given day, I do possess. At the same, I also think of certainty, poise, and a sense of acceptance in ones self, all of which I am lacking.
To me, confidence is that feeling that you’ve got this, you’re steady as a rock, you are strong, beautiful, and brave. And you don’t need reminding. (Shit do I need reminding).
As I work my way along the self-love train, I know that gaining self-confidence comes along at some point, and thinking about this question is a great way to get there.
Because if I know what confidence is to me, I can work on being a more confident person.
Confidence radiates. People feel your confidence when you walk in a room. You can see a confident person from a mile away. And those people get shit done.
Damn, if I don’t want to be a strong independent woman who gets shit done.