Observing myself, I notice that I’m often seeking validation from others. Then, finding it not forthcoming, I shift into that spiral of inner disquiet, wondering why nobody at all has any interest in anything I have to say.
It’s clearly some kind of insecurity with deep roots. My inner extrovert, perhaps, desperate to escape my introvert form. Or the legacy of a youth constantly rebuked, hampered by developmental delays.
I suppose the only true escape is some kind of self-affirmation, nurturing just enough self-belief so as not to care whether others approve of us or not. So long as we’re not horrible people, trampling on the rights of others, perhaps we can cut ourselves some slack.
In the end, I guess we just have to self-validate. Believe in yourself. Acknowledge the good you do. Hold yourself to account for the bad. Apologise to those you’ve wronged. Forgive those that wronged you. Be kind to yourself and others. Something like that.
Last modified: 7 July 2023
