Choose your yes carefully
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Some days I’m completely baffled by the arbitrary standards of acceptance and admiration that surround me.
Be willowy-thin…but consider plastic surgery to get a bigger booty.
Have a career you’re passionate about…but put your family first.
Paint your home a soothing palette of neutrals…but dare to make a statement with bold color.
Speak up…but mind your own business.
Be your unique self…but follow all the trends.
Who you are, what you do, what you think, what you feel. There’s always another opinion, and that other opinion can leave a person feeling, well…less than, as if those who think or do differently are inferior. Because maybe that other opinion is better, we think. It’s at least louder, with an army of bobble heads in agreement.
Surely the bobble heads couldn’t be wrong?
The Eleanor Roosevelt quote is great. I would argue, however, that feeling inferior in and of itself isn’t a show-stopper. We all sometimes feel things that we know aren’t reflective of reality. That doesn’t make them true. Just because we feel them doesn’t mean we have to park there and coddle that feeling and give it agreement.
Feeling inferior only gets to stick around if you entertain it and agree with it.
I’d like to encourage you to not entertain it and agree with it. Inferiority is terrible company. It has perfectly awful manners and is a world-class troublemaker. It often tries to pull itself off as humility, which is a big fat lie because that kind of “humility” is really just Inferiority partnering with Fear. And nothing good comes from those two being in cahoots.
If you’re going to consent to feeling something, why not feel joy? Why not feel peace? Why not feel loved? Why not feel infused with outrageous hope? These things are permissible and beneficial.
You have permission to give permission. May you give your yes to life.