Growing up with two older brothers, I constantly strived for COOL.
They listened to Led Zeppelin.
I listened to the Archies.
They watched Star Trek.
I watched The Partridge Family.
They wore jeans and smoked cigarettes.
I wore floppy shorts and ate twizzlers.
Somewhere along the path of life, I got caught up in worrying way too much about what people thought about me.
It stopped me dead in my tracks from trying new things for fear of being laughed at.
The irony is … my brothers never really laughed at me. In fact, they were quite supportive.
So even THAT was in my head.
The one thing I hear the most from you, like… all the fuckin’ time is this.
“I’m afraid to _______________ because I’ll suck at it.” (fill in the blank with the activity you reeeeally want to do.)
Where in the manual of life did we suddenly decide we had to be amazing at simply everything?
Not to mention, most of us mere mortals usually pretty much suck ass when we try something new. (You should see me play ping pong. Woah. Or if you want to feel really good about yourself, challenge me to a game of chess.)
So as of right now… this very moment, as your eyeballs are glazing over these pixels on the screen…
I give you permission to suck at anything and everything.
But I ask that you DO stuff.
Do big stuff.
Do scary stuff.
Do stuff that takes your breath away a little bit.
Step away from your desk/phone/device right now and jump up and down.
Write a list of ten things you’ve always wanted to do but were afraid cuz you’d make an ass of yourself.
How about some of these…
- learn to surf.
- write a novel.
- film a video.
- go horse back riding.
- take guitar lessons.
- take an art class and learn to draw the human form.
- grow bonsai trees.
Now leave me a comment on what it is that you’re probably gonna suck at but you’re gonna do it anyway.