When I was in 3rd grade our teacher posed a very interesting question to me:
Where do the stars go during the day?
We all sat there dumb in our seats. Except I wasn't dumb. I thought about it and knew where they went. Nowhere. They were still there, you just couldn't see them because of the light.
Yet I sat there, lacking the confidence to say what I knew.
I've never felt smart. It stems back to lots of experiences and people telling me I wasn't smart.
Yet, I am smart. Not genius smart, but smart smart.
I still struggle with this as an adult, but as I get more insight into the roots of this mental disability I'm able to understand how to work it.
For instance, if I'm going into a meeting with lots of smart people, I need to prep ahead. I need to commit to saying something early and engaging. I need to not multitask. Stuff like that.
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