7:49 in the morning.
Eyes cold. Tired.
Big cup of coffee.
What makes me nervous?
A few things used to.
Talking to women.
Public speaking.
Selling to new clients.
Especially when I started selling plastic bags.
I didn’t really know the product yet…
but I had to act like I did.
That made me nervous.
Same with public speaking.
Same with talking to women.
It always felt like I had to perform.
And I think that’s what it really is.
Nerves don’t come from the situation.
They come from trying to be something you’re not in that moment.
Trying to sound right.
Trying to look right.
Trying to not mess up.
That’s when the nerves hit.
Because deep down…
you know it’s not real.
What I’ve learned is this:
Authenticity isn’t a performance.
It’s just owning the moment.
Even if it’s awkward.
Even if it’s messy.
And when I do that…
the nerves don’t disappear.
But they don’t control me anymore.
💬 Reader question
When do you feel the most nervous… when you’re being real, or when you’re trying to perform?
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If this felt honest… I write moments like this.
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