For more years than not, I have been shy. Not just occasionally uncomfortable around new people, painfully, ultra shy. To add insult to injury I was what country folk call “soft hearted”. Having this lens shaped my interactions with people, interests, and participation in various spaces. By the grace of God, however, around the age of 23, I began shedding this shy demeanor.
The real me, who I now realize was hiding behind my shyness, was blossoming.
At 30, you would never guess that I ever struggled with being shy.
The internal battle has been interesting. There are times I find myself forgetting that I’m no longer shy.
“Coming into your own is no longer competing with anyone, but the person you were yesterday”
Old mental commentaries reemerge saying “Oh, don’t go to that event, parlaying with strangers is going to be uncomfortable and theee absolute worst.” However, that is no longer my truth. This new personal space and liberation has unsettling points. The reminder to myself is grow anyway.
“Put in the work to become your best self, and God will out you in your best life” - Devon Franklin