Have you ever wondered where confidence comes from? I believe that it stems from the thought of accomplishing something that you are proud of, a feeling of content , satisfaction of a job well done. Well that felling my friends is all an illusion. Because confidence has its own nemesis. Fear and doubt. They are powerful forces on their own but when those evil demons combine, they leave nothing behind, but bits and pieces of your self-esteem in the path of destruction. The path being the task at hand or the objective, it may lead you in many directions. Like a tornado picking up momentum and strength.
Fear feeding off of doubt. Doubt fueling up fear, you ultimately know that it does not matter what path you choose or which way you go, the tornado will find you and blow away all your hopes, dreams and yes destroying the very fragile and delicate confidence that you have managed to rebuild from the previous storm. So is one to be blamed for abandoning and seeking shelter elsewhere, when time and time again the very foundation on what that person is built on, has been vaporized and leaving it vulnerable to even the slightest breeze?
Indeed, can one be blamed for seeking shelter elsewhere? Of course the Macphisto in me does wonder: why does one build a house in Tornado Alley? And of course, is this true confidence? Once something is built, so does the satisfaction of a job well done exist, even when the Tornado comes and smashes into it.
"This is going to end in disaster, and you have no one to blame but yourself."
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