“You are such an IDIOT! You’re crap! I don’t know why you bother.”
Not you. Me.
Or, at least, that’s what my Inner Dickhead would have me believe.
Honestly, if you could hear the stuff I say to myself in my head, you’d be horrified. I’m horrified.
Every now and then, Joe pulls me up on something disparaging I’ve muttered to myself, and asks me to be kinder to myself. He hates to hear me do myself down. He’s right.
So, this Sunday morning, I’d like to ask you: do you ever talk to yourself like that? Do insults roll out of your mind and echo around your skull, picking away at your self-confidence?
I bet you do. We all do. We all have a sadistic Inner Dickhead who wants to sabotage us, who tells us we’re not good enough, not smart enough, not working hard enough, not enough.
Let me ask you something else: would you ever, in a million years, talk to someone else the way you talk to yourself? I wouldn’t.
Join me today in being kind to yourself. Think about all the stuff you’re good at, all the achievements you’ve made recently – big and small.
Here are mine – big and small: I’ve done three run-throughs of my trapeze competition piece in a row that I am pleased with. I’ve worked hard, and I’m proud.
I’ve started making my new website (one day, I’ll tell you why it’s taken me so long. You’ll think I’m ridiculous).
And I removed about 47 metric tonnes of cat hair from our rug and now I can see what colour it is again (yep, my small win).
Be kind to yourself. Do not let your Inner Dickhead stop you from doing the excellence you are capable of.
There’s a whole chapter on overthrowing your Inner Dickhead in my new book – whether you want to write your own book or not, I think you’ll find it valuable, so if you’d like to be the first to know when it’s available for pre-order, hop on over here and I’ll let you know.
About the Author
Please do share any articles from this site in part or in full — as long as you leave all links intact, give credit to the author, and include a link to this website and the following bio. Vicky is a gin-quaffing, pole-dancing, trapeze-swinging copywriter who writes about the perils and joys of writing, velociraptor training, and running a small business. She writes this stuff on her websites vickyfraser.com and cookiesforbreakfast.co.uk. She’s the author of one book (with two more in utero) and teaches small business owners how to write copy that sells, and how to be more fecking interesting. You can follow her on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest, and LinkedIn.