“i’m about to pull a zombiepaper, speak in full sentences” It feels weird when your reputation precedes you, because you imagine you want to uphold a certain quality or standard, but then the thing about ego, following the Prime Directive, or anything else I’ve written about on-topic, is that it’s all a ruse. Who cares? I care what people think only because I don’t want to be seen negatively, but others don’t mind; should I?
I’ve met many partially-famous people over the years, but I stopped being impressed by people after realizing how much of a performance most people put on. They pretend to be suave when they’re scared and we believe it since we can’t see how they’re scared. I respect people that create things I’ve liked for years. What happens, then, when I shifted past being a fan to start interacting with them, therefore, disobeying the prime directive?
I’ve never liked going up on stage to talk to large groups of people, nor talking to large groups of people, or addressing more than two people, but I suppose I’ve been able to get over some of that through sheer force of bullheaded determination. If I need to do something, I’ll shut out the fear, then go do it. Is that what happens when, like I mentioned in Part 1, we ‘disobey the prime directive?’
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I grew up shy. I used to fear what other people thought about me, and might still as we all do, but as I try to advance myself as a writer, I will find myself coming into contact with others that will have their opinions of me. Most people probably avoid making things because of that opinion backlash. I liked the idea of the prime directive, but I dunno, I’d rather get out there more.
Perfection is the enemy of self-confidence. There is no more prominent a killer of people than their sense of having made an irreversible mistake. Businesses that fail to adapt, because they had once perfected a technique, will surely fail in the future. How do we prevent this? Part of it might be remembering that there is no perfect stick of gum, or perfect angle with which to affix that gum to a charming gum wall!
Stop defending yourself! Quit justifying your existence, your actions, or your life’s intentions to every person you observe. We’ve got it all twisted. Sure, it’s important to explain ourselves to our family and close friends. They’re invested in our future and our failures could drag them down financially or emotionally. Everyone else, though? Who cares! Why invest your energy in the stranger that might scoff at you? All that does is lead to feeling insecure!
While painting this inconsequential accent wall, I thought about how Trishna (left) and John (right) might paint in “The Story.” Trishna might lock her breaks, dip her roller with extension pole into a paint tray, paint one section, move, and repeat. John might then get the finer details along the corners. Since painting takes preparation, planning – and when working with others, teamwork, collaboration, and delegation of duties – how well would they handle any possible friction?
“There are two types of people. The people that see something weird and figure it out, like you, and the people that see something weird and ask you to figure it out for them.” The opening act haven’t (yet) figured out how to be good career performers, whereas Uriah Heep certainly did! Let’s explore vicariously through good and bad rock bands how we can exude confidence after figuring out the weird nuances of our careers.
She too arrived early for the most important interview of her career. Her mind raced during the overwhelming drive to the stately building. No meditation training helped ease the anxiety, which bled onto the receptionist’s desk. “H-H-Hi, I’m here for an interview with,” she checked her paperwork, “M-Marissa Desta and… Z-Zheng Harper.” “Yes. Can I see your ID, miss?” After blundering through innocent answers, she had a temporary badge, and a seat by the window.
I think we focus too much on what other people think about us. When I’ve felt awkward, it’s usually because I’m thinking too much about what people think of me while I’m doing something. It’s all in my head, too. No one ran up to me exclaiming that I shouldn’t photograph this sign. Most people wouldn’t even care. If they did, it’s only because I distracted their own focus. How can we overcome focus insecurity?