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Hey Reader, Back at med school, I remember sitting in a tutorial, knowing the answeR and still not saying anything. I was afraid to speak up, “What if I'm wrong.” As I sat there thinking, someone else answered But I remember the feeling on the way home. For a long time, I thought confidence meant being certain. But that wasn’t my reality. My reality looked more like: What I didn’t realise at the time was this: You have to be willing to be wrong to build confidence. I started noticing those moments where I’d normally hold back. And instead of waiting to feel ready, Say the sentence before it felt polished. Most of the time? But occasionally… And that stayed with me. Looking back, that’s how the gap closed. Not through confidence first. Through evidence. Small moments where I proved to myself, Here’s the part that took me years to understand: You don’t build confidence by feeling ready. You build it by collecting proof. 🛠 Tiny challenge In your next meeting, there’ll be a moment where you hesitate. You’ll feel it. Instead of waiting for confidence to arrive, move anyway. Say the thing. Ask the question. Offer the thought. You’re not trying to become a confident person all at once. You’re just giving yourself something real to stand on next time. Erwin |
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