The Silent Saboteur: Doubt Disguised As Logic
Sep 10, 2025
There is a moment — quiet, almost imperceptible — when you realize the voice holding you back isn’t anyone else’s. It’s your own.
Doubt has a way of disguising itself as logic. It whispers, be realistic…not now…what if you fail? And yet, when you look more closely, you realize doubt isn’t protecting you. It’s slowly dismantling the possibility of what could be.
The truth is, our dreams are rarely impractical. They are inconvenient, yes. They arrive when life is already full, when responsibility feels heavy, when the world expects you to keep performing in the role you’ve already perfected. But dreams are never random. They are the fragments of a future self, tugging at you to remember who you were before the world told you who to be.
Focus Inward
High-achieving women are often applauded for how much they give. To their careers. To their families. To their communities. Rarely are they celebrated for how fiercely they protect their own becoming.
But every transformation begins in the stillness of turning inward. Sometimes that means stepping away, letting certain voices fade, or even walking alone for a season. What feels like isolation is, more often than not, incubation. The silence where dreams can finally breathe.
Trust What You’re Feeling
We’re taught to mistrust the things that make us different — to smooth the edges, to blend in. But what if the very thing you’ve been questioning is the thing that was meant to set you apart?
If a dream comes to you, it is because it was meant to come through you. That tug you feel, the idea that won’t let you go — it isn’t a burden. It’s a calling. And your only task is to stop resisting long enough to let it speak.
Tell a Better Story
Every life is a collection of stories. Some are assigned to us, others we inherit, and a few we choose. The real turning point comes when you realize you are the author — not just the character.
If the story you’ve been living no longer fits, you have permission to rewrite it. To recast yourself as the visionary instead of a victim. To decide that the scar is not the end of the narrative but the proof that you survived to tell it.
Doubt insists that it is safer to shrink, but the truth is the opposite. Every contraction, every discomfort, every restless longing is a signal: you are outgrowing the life you’ve known. You are being stretched to make space for something more.
The question isn’t whether you can do it.
The question is: will you trust yourself enough to begin?
