Day 7: I’m afraid of making mistakes.
I thought I wasn’t, but I am. More specifically, I am afraid of making the same mistake too many times…when I should know better by now.
When someone asked me today if I was ok, then said, “this is happening a lot,” I actually thought about it instead of immediately freaking out. No, it isn’t happening a lot, I just don’t yet grasp how to deal with it quickly, so I ask for help, rather than slowing everyone down by trying to figure it out for myself.
Maybe I ask for help a lot. That’s a new thing for me, but something I was encouraged to do, and have been trying to do more frequently. Perhaps this is wrong, but I don’t think so.
I am also afraid I am not as quick a learner as I used to be.
Learning takes time, practice, and patience. It especially involves messing up. Learning how NOT to do something has often been a far more effective teacher for me than learning how to do something right the first time.
So, just as I chose to rest from this task yesterday (even God took off one day in seven), I’m choosing today to be patient with myself. Give myself a break from not knowing/having figured everything out all at once.
Slow progress is not NO progress.