I’m going to be honest, I was having a lot of trouble finding inspiration for this weeks posts. Usually as soon as I have an idea I will put it in a note on my phone to look at later when I have time to write but this time there was not much to choose from, none that gave enough inspiration at least. Except this one note I found that I wrote after being told that my managers saw potential in me.
The note reads, “Potential doesn’t mean perfect, it means you possess what is required to improve.”
I wrote that after the fear of “having potential” made me afraid of being anything but perfect. Like it was a test that I was definitely going to maybe, possibly fail. But the definition of “potential” is: “Having or showing the capacity to become or develop into something in the future.”
So, potential by definition is imperfection. Knowing that took a bit of that pressure and weight I felt off my shoulders. I am still naturally very hard on myself so I think there will always be some level of weight I carry and pressure I put myself under. But knowing that “having potential” doesn’t automatically cage you into perfection is a good thing to know.
Now if someone says they see potential in me I will take it as it is meant to be taken, as a compliment. Not a test.
Living it Up Halfheartedly 