The Essentials of Self-Doubt (A Poem)

An honest poem about self-doubt, leadership, humility, and the creative process.

“It’s been written before,
And, tell me, who am I
To write anything for
Anyone, anyway?

The question, it lingers.
Hot breath on a window.
Beyond, the great, wide world
Stands waiting, unaware

I repeat, I shout, and
This fog, it comes and fades.
The glass surface marked up
With fingerprints of fear

The world, it cannot hear me.
But even if it could,
Out there, my self-judgment
Would dissolve to thin air

Out there, in the real world,
My worries are just wind,
Soon to be a flower’s breath.
I can trap myself nowhere

So I sit in this glass room
Entwined with the silence.
Imprisoning myself, here
My suffering has meaning.

I sit with it a while.
Rub grief between my fingers,
Smudge failure on my thighs,
Breathe doubt into my lungs.

And when that is okay,
I will, again, face the day.
More humble, yet more keen.
Less certain, yet more real.

Vironika Tugaleva

Vironika Tugaleva is a life coach, speaker, founder of The Real Us, and author of the award-winning book The Love MindsetVironika helps people cultivate self-love, heal mental and emotional suffering, develop healthy self-care habits, build deeper relationships with others, and unleash their inner potential to change the world. You’re invited to read more about Vironika and get a free sneak preview of The Love Mindset.

4 Responses

  1. Karin Sieger Karin Sieger says:

    Suffering has meaning – the key to healing. Thank you, Vironika.

  2. Sabra Zay says:

    That is beautiful Vironika. Thank you for sharing.

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