We all have that little voice inside our heads. You know, the one that whispers sweet nothings like, “You totally just said the wrong thing” or “Everyone can tell your jeans are too tight.”
For a long time, mine was pretty chill. A bit of a worrywart, sure, but mostly harmless. Then, one day, everything changed. It was like my inner monologue went through puberty and emerged as a cynical, sarcastic teenager who lived to point out my every flaw.
From Cheerleader to Critic: When My Inner Voice Turned Negative
I was presenting a new project to my team. This was my baby – weeks of research, late nights, countless cups of coffee. As I launched into my carefully crafted presentation, I felt that familiar flutter of nerves. But this time, it was different.
Instead of the usual “You’ve got this!” pep talk, my inner voice chimed in with a sneer, “Oh, this is going to be good. You’re going to bomb so hard.”