The Insecurity Plague

Last week I had a five or six-day stretch of major insecurity. There wasn’t any one particular catalyst, but a handful of interactions with people that caused me to feel devalued and rejected. I suddenly became very conscious of what people thought of me, vulnerable to fearing the worst. I had multiple moments of feeling like the lonely kid left on the junior high playground.

Over the last few days, things have cleared up, and I don’t feel nearly as self-doubting. But fear and insecurity have been on my mind a lot, and I so long to say farewell to these things once and for all.

I used to think that one’s insecurities and fears would magically melt away at age 25. Apparently they don’t.

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