friday's confession: I have doubts.
There's this perception of internet-peoples as being fearless-never-having-doubts type people.
That perception is false. And rampant.
I have doubts. All the time.
Sometimes, they are quiet whispers saying "You know this isn't going to work, right? You know that no one is going to want this."
Sometimes, they are LOUD - screaming at the top of their lungs, waving their arms, saying, "THIS IS THE WORST IDEA EVER. I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT. THE WORLD IS NOT GOING TO WELCOME THIS IDEA."
Sometimes, they are moments - the briefest of seconds - where I pause and leave my entrepreneurial daze to see that what I'm doing by buidling this business and stepping so far out into the unknown seems *crazy.*
I have these doubts daily. They used to really knock me out. I'd have to psyche myself up for dealing with them, warm up like a prize fighter going into the ring. Or I'd drag my feet, procrastinating execution because, according to my Doubts - the outcome was certain.
Now the doubts don't come as often - they are the contractions at the beginning of the birth - few and far between, but OH. When they happen, I notice. Like whoa.
The secret is this: I keep going anyway. I pause and take the doubts in. I cry. I curse. I think it's unfair and that I can't continue. But then I do. I get up, brush my shoulders off, and carry on.
The only way to guarantee the outcome of a creative endeavor is to quit.
So don't fucking let yourself quit. It's really as simple as that.
*grahic by Erin Cassidy for Tiffany Han Coaching