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Joshua Fields Millburn & Ryan Nicodemus write about living a meaningful life with less stuff for 2 million readers. They live in Montana by way of Dayton, Ohio. As featured on: CBS, BBC, NPR, USA Today, Forbes, Wall Street Journal, Boston Globe, Chicago Tribune, and Toronto Star.

Overcoming Self-Doubt

Ryan Nicodemus, photo by Adam Dressler

There used to be this side of me that questioned every action I took, every word I spoke, every thought I had. I believed everything that occurred in—and around—my life was because of my actions, especially when it came to how other people felt about me. I thought I was in total control of other people’s emotions—if they were happy or sad or angry or discontent. I eventually realized I was not in control of how others felt—not 100% in control anyway.

But how could I tell the difference between when I did and didn’t have control over how others felt toward me?

Let’s look at two extreme examples. Imagine I meet someone and give him a hug (like, say, I’m doing in this picture). This expression of kindness and love typically translates to just that: kindness and love. Now imagine I meet someone else and say, “Man those skinny jeans make your butt look big.” I wouldn’t ever say that, but this action translates, without a doubt, into something completely different. But let’s assume that in the latter example my intentions were somehow good; maybe I was trying, rather inarticulately, to tell the person that those jeans were simply not flattering. Irrespective of my intentions with either action, each one will draw a different response.

The trouble I run into is when my actions are filled with good intentions but the person interprets my actions in a different way. When this happens, I often sit and ask self-loathing, degrading questions—What did I do wrong? How did they misunderstand me? Why am I such a moron?—and I blame myself for being misunderstood.

Here’s where I really confuse myself. Sometimes I lay in bed at night recounting my day and suddenly recognize that I could have approached the situation differently. Other times, I lay in bed and realize I couldn’t have possibly been any clearer, kinder, or more considerate, which leads to even more negative self-talk: People just don’t understand you. You’re weird and people don’t get you no matter how hard you try. If you acted differently, maybe that person would like you.

The fact is that we all care about how others view us. Sometimes too much. It used to be one of the only things that mattered to me. But I have been able to break this habit. I have been able to feel confident no matter how people treat me. I have been able to stop giving a damn about what people who “don’t like me” think.

This is how I did it.

First, I had to recognize that the language I use—the way I talk to myself—is a big deal. When I experience negative emotions, it is easy to beat the hell out of myself with my words and perpetuate the negative thoughts. This never does any good. Negative self-talk is demoralizing and destructive. So I found new questions to ask myself; I found new ways to talk to myself.

I came up with different questions. Instead of disempowering questions, I now ask myself five clarifying questions:

Did I have good intentions?

Did I do my best to communicate the message?

Was I as genuine as possible?

Was I honest in the message I was communicating?

Did I consider the other person’s feelings before I spoke?

These questions help me determine, in a non-destructive way, if I need to rethink my approach. If I can answer yes to those five questions, then I needn’t feel remorse or confusion about why the other person did not understand my intentions. If I cannot answer yes to those questions, then I can give myself permission to explore different ways to communicate my message differently in the future.

Second, I had to tame my cynical side. Instead of destructive language, I now say things like, Ryan, not everyone is judging you. Sometimes people have a hard time just accepting the truth, good or bad. Their misunderstandings do not make them/me wrong or bad; it was just a misunderstanding. Maybe the next time you see that person they will be in a different mood and perhaps be able to see things in a new light. You can’t make everyone see your point of view or where you’re coming from.

When I don’t agree with someone or when someone doesn’t agree with me, it doesn’t make them wrong or bad; it makes them who they are. It doesn’t make me crazy or a moron; it just makes me who I am. As much as I’d like to find a connection with everyone, it isn’t a realistic expectation. And at the end of the day, the only person’s expectations that I have to meet are my own.

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