I can’t get over it: I’ve apparently never written a post about insecurity in all the one thousand, seven hundred and fifty-five days I’ve been blogging.
I don’t feel insecure about that, but I do feel insecure about hosting get-togethers, which I’ll be doing next weekend at our new home.
Whenever somebody tells me about an insecurity, I assume the insecurity is based on experiences in the past. However, despite my long-lived insecurity about hosting social events, I’ve never had a bad experience doing that.
At this point, I’ll feel more secure about this blog post if I define my term.
in·se·cu·ri·ty
ˌinsəˈkyo͝orədē
noun
1. uncertainty or anxiety about oneself; lack of confidence.
“she had a deep sense of insecurity”
synonyms: lack of confidence, self-doubt, diffidence, unassertiveness, timidity, uncertainty, nervousness, inhibition
2. the state of being open to danger or threat; lack of protection.
“growing job insecurity”
synonyms: unstable, rickety, rocky, wobbly, shaky, unsteady, precarious
When I first started doing group therapy, I was uncertain, anxious, unconfident, self-doubting, diffident, unassertive, timid, uncertain, nervous, and inhibited, and I felt unstable, rickety, rocky, wobbly, shaky, unsteady, precarious, and insecure. These days, when I am facilitating my groups, I securely observe that people often feel better about their insecurities when they realize they’re not alone. Do any of my readers share my insecurity about hosting social events? If so, what helps relieve the insecurity?
When I first started sharing photos in this blog, I had insecurity about that. Not any more.
That photo of Harley — who has a lot of insecurities — reminds me that I intended to write about wrinkles today. There’s a lot of insecurity, especially in women, about wrinkles.
I see many songs about insecurity on YouTube. Here‘s one of them:
Secure thanks to all who helped me create this post about insecurity and — of course! — to you.