Making Peace with Your Insecurities – Because You Are Good Enough

There are times when I feel so thoroughly depleted that I cannot write a word, let alone string together a sentence. There are times when nothing I say or do comes out right, the way I intended it to be.

What if I told you this has been one of those times? What if I told you that I have been struggling with writing for the past 5 months, because of all the false starts and false premises of what I wanted to leave behind?

The past few months have been hard, personally and professionally. I have felt the insecurities of my youth catching up with me – sometimes subtly, but sometimes all at once – the inner critic clasping me in its cold clammy grip and taunting me with the thought that I am never good enough.

Growing up, my mum would introduce me to her acquaintances. Harmless as this may seem, I faced many a look of sympathy that accompanied every remark of “oh, that girl has a head on her shoulders; such a shame she isn’t pretty”. As a young child when being praised as “pretty” was equivalent to winning the social lotto, I felt this keenly, so much so that I never wanted to be introduced again as her daughter. My mum persevered with her introductions, once asking a colleague’s young son to pick the “pretty” one between the angelic girl next door and her tomboy daughter. No consolation prizes there as to how that vote went. Suffice to say it was one of the most cringe-worthy moments of my life.

High school opened up a whole different can of insecurities. Being pretty certainly helped those popularity contests, but popularity, it seems, was fought and won by the kind of charm and charisma that could out-rival even the best political arenas. I was glad that the hard truths I had learnt earlier in life had shielded me somewhat from the hard truths I was yet to learn in school.

Since then, the corporate jungle has possibly whipped my insecurities into a frenzy. Relentless comparisons to the alpha male ideal served as constant reminders that I’m never quite eloquent enough, smart enough, connected enough, or just… man enough. Just when I thought everything was within reach, catchphrases like “it’s not what you know, but who you know” further belittled my sense of contribution and worth.

All my life I have been told that I’m not good enough. And all my life I have carried those insecurities as the Hunchback of Notre Dame. But alas, the mind is an organ that needs nourishment just like any other. And whilst there is almost always a pharmacist formula for taking care of our eyes, skin or heart, taking care of our mind requires us to surround ourselves with the right people and experiences. Taking care of our mind requires us to expel from our lives the kind of people that rejoice in our inadequacies and failures.

As for me, I no longer harbour any quixotic notions of fighting off the pageant police, or the school-ground Miss Congenialities, or the workplace social butterflies.

I’m done with fighting.

I’m done with benchmarking myself against the yardsticks that don’t matter to anyone else except my insecure self.

Most of all, I’m done with seeking validation for every step I take; because no one else can tell you that you are good enough. Unless you are ready to hear it.

20 Comments Add yours

  1. glendabjack says:

    I missed your writings Jolene. I choose to live by the mantra “I am good enough”. We all have insecurities but … we need to validate our own selves. There’s always numerous things to be grateful for first being there’s only one “YOU”.

    1. Jolene says:

      Thank you Glenda, that is indeed a good mantra to live by. You are absolutely right, our “uniqueness” is good enough. Hope you have an awesome week. I’ve missed your blogs too! 🙂

  2. I’m glad to hear all your “I’m done”s. They remind me of the time I said “I’m done taking the longer road just so I could gaze at your balcony”, “I’m done standing in front of your house, hoping you will show up”, “I’m done waiting that you prove you aren’t an asshole” (it never happens), and finally “I’m done smoking”. It’s what you say when you mean it and do it. Good for you! ❤

    1. Jolene says:

      Hi Manja! It is so lovely to hear from you!
      Wow, your “I’m dones” are classic – I had a good laugh, especially the last one (or second last, rather). Thanks heaps for sharing your list with me ☺️

  3. Great post 🙂 you are good enough! 👍

    1. Jolene says:

      Thank you, much appreciate your encouragement! 😊

  4. Len Kagami says:

    I’m glad to see that you have overcome the self-insecurity ( and the writing blockade 😉 ). We don’t have to seek validation from other people, especially from strangers. Even if you are a saint, there will be someone out there hate you. So why to bother 🙂 I’m not an egomaniac, but in some situation, I think we have to put ourselves first.

    1. Jolene says:

      Hey Len, thanks for reaching out, it’s really good to hear from my blogger friends! 😁
      I think you’ve nailed it, even if you do everything right, there will always be someone out there that will find a reason to hate you… You are right, sometimes we have to do what is right for ourselves.

  5. Isabelle says:

    I resonate with your thoughts, Jolene. This is a beautifully written post, which put me to deep thoughts. You’re a brilliant writer.

    1. Jolene says:

      Hi Isabelle, great to hear from you! Hope all’s well in beautiful Norway! 😊 Thank you for your kind note of encouragement, I’m glad they resonated with you. We always think we are alone with such thoughts, but the community here makes me realise that we are never alone. Really appreciate it! 🙂

      1. Isabelle says:

        It’s always a pleasure to read your posts, Jolene! 😊

        Spring has sprung here, and we had some really warm days. 🌸

        Hope your week will be a good and gentle one. Catch up soon! 😊

      2. Jolene says:

        “Spring has sprung” – I like that. I remember Norway was lovely in July.
        Thanks Isabelle, you too – hope you enjoy the rest of the week!

  6. fkasara says:

    Oh dear, so sorry you are going through this 😦 I know the feeling and I can understand you perfectly. “Society” and the work department can be such toxic environments and cutting “death branches” is necessary at a certain point for one’s well-being. But as you said, at the end of the day, no one else can tell you are good enough, unless you are ready to hear it.

    I guess, we should all concentrate more on self-growth and enjoy the process of getting to know ourself and building our confidence. Easier said than done, I know.

    I leave you here a quotation of Primo Levi, my favourite writer: “I live in my house as I live inside my skin: I know more beautiful, more ample, more sturdy and more picturesque skins: but it would seem to me unnatural to exchange them for mine”.

    Big hugs,
    Sara

    1. Jolene says:

      Sara! ☺️ I’ve been thinking about you as I passed your card on my bookshelf the other day – how’s life?? Are you back in your home town?
      I like your description of death branches. They are all encompassing. And just when you thought you cut them down, more are bound to pop up around you. 😂
      I can never tell you how much that quote just spoke to my heart. It would be a sad pretence of a life if we were to wear camouflage skins just to feel worthy… I haven’t heard of Primo Levi before – but I will be sure to check out their work.
      Thank you for sharing with me Sara! 💖

  7. Albert Soriano says:

    That’s the irony, these are lurking on the corner waiting to be labelled as such. Sometimes somehow insecurities saved me from troubles/embarassment, but these kept me awake at night…oh, those days 😂

    You’re very much welcome, and thanks for nailing it with your post, you gave awareness for vague feelings we keep inside 😉

    1. Jolene says:

      It is never easy to face our insecurities and recognise them as what they are.

  8. Albert Soriano says:

    encouraging, we never knew how much insecurities we have to bear. Ironically, you got strength to carry these thru the years.

    I hope this will add confidence to beautiful souls out there so they can defy superficial expectations of people around them (that if looking into details, these people are the one who need help because they commit shameful acts with no remorse – they are not even aware..).

    1. Jolene says:

      Thanks Albert for your kind comments. 🙂 Funnily enough, I never knew the extent of insecurities I’ve been carrying myself until I have listed them. It’s readers like you that give me the strength to find an outlet in writing, so thank you! ☺️

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