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Pride

Every once in awhile, a little too much confidence sinks in. Confidence I don’t yet deserve. It courses through my veins, lifts my head upward, and amplifies my voice. This post is as much for you as it is for me. I’m 22, and I’m only beginning to figure this stuff out.
Pride
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Every once in awhile, a little too much confidence sinks in.  Confidence I don’t yet deserve.  It courses through my veins, lifts my head upward, and amplifies my voice.

“You totally know what you’re talking about.  You are awesome, and everyone’s  confirming it.  Shed every ounce of restraint, for this next post will blow their minds!”

I’ve had nothing but positive feedback from readers on this site.  With every email, comment, and pingback, my thinking gets more deluded.  I realize bloggers are a self-affirming crowd, but I like to bring myself down to earth from time-to-time.  You know what?  I’ve piggybacked on the theories of smarter people who have accumulated tons of wisdom over the course of their extensive careers.  All I can really attribute to myself is that I read a lot, and I have a fraction of their experience.

This post is as much for you as it is for me.  I’m 22, and I’m only beginning to figure this stuff out.