I've spent plenty of time attempting to convince myself I am all that I say I am.
I do this because I believe it starts within and works its way out. Like any virus, like any apocalypse. But sometimes horrible things can transform positively. It's not a conceited thing, it's a confidence thing. I feel like there's a stigma about confidence. Don't feel too good because people will hate you for that but if you feel sorry for yourself they want to lift you up. I'd like to feel good and be lifted higher. I would like for positivity to align.
One thing I know I can always count on is my personal support system. It consists of close friends, my amazing girlfriend and family at the ready. I never question it and kind of use it at will. I know how lucky I am to have this. An invaluable retreat. These people remind me of who I am, what I have to offer and the honest reality of what is actually happening around me. Not the ruminations I tend to believe. Sometimes I cannot tell the difference.
I've learned most of your anxieties are not real. Don't believe them if you want to survive.