Last year, I decided not to say, “I am not athletic.” I had over-identified myself as a non-athletic person for nearly my entire life.
I had believed 100% that’s the absolute fact based on much evidence. I’ve accepted it as a genetic defect, ignoring some opposite events/results as an exception.
So I asked for my husband’s support. It was a sincere, vulnerable request.
ME: I decided not to say, “I am not athletic” anymore. So please stop saying to me as well.
Husband: Well, I’ve never said that to you.
ME: !!!!!
I was shocked….I became speechless for a moment. He was right. He’s never said that to me, but I interpreted some of his comments as it was. I was the one who kept saying to myself, “I am not athletic” all the time. I was the meanest one, as always.
I am a beginner martial artist. It’s my new journey that I love.
What’s your version of “I am not ____”? Are you willing to let go of it?
