I need to get tough. Thick skin, broad shoulders and almost unshakable confidence.
I need to learn to accept flaws and embrace failure.
I need to take things less personally and realise that being set up to fail is not a reflection of overall performance.
I need to be less sensitive, harder, colder. Become distanced and disaffected.
I need to learn to handle vulnerability like a pro, not like a gibbering wreck, sobbing down the phone while sat on the sofa watching Bojack Horseman for the fourth time.
I need to accept that asking for help is not a sign of weakness. It’s strength. It’s a sign of wanting to develop, move forward, become the person I want to be.
I need to not hate myself for my weak moments. To stop dissecting awkard conversations and halt tearing myself apart when the bad days get too much.
I need to change and toughen the fuck up.