It’s not who you are that holds you back,

it’s who you think you’re not. 

When I saw this little saying on Pinterest I was all “That’s me!” Then sadder and quieter, “That. Is. Me.” 🙁

Here’s an honest list of the things I’m guilty of telling myself I’m not.

I’m not…

pretty enough, as pretty as her, any combination of statements about pretty where the conclusion is, I’m not.
smart enough
bold enough to… (fill in the blank)
that girl
the kind of person who wins things
the kind of person who works out regularly
good at math
smart enough
good enough
popular enough
young enough

Any of these sound familiar? Unfortunately, I could go on and on. And on.

So this little image I saw on Pinterest has challenged me to acknowledge the truth about the internal dialogue I entertain and begin a new conversation.  I’ve spent an awful lot of my life convincing myself of who I’m not, instead of reminding myself of who I am.

Among other things, I know that I am…

a child of God, made in his image
a good cook

…and now the things that are true, but much harder for me to say out loud (or out blogged), but I will say them, over and over, until I finally believe it. All day. Every day.

worthy of being loved
a great catch for the right fisherman 😉


What are some of the the things you tell yourself you aren’t? And now, who are you really? Not the sum of all the things you aren’t, but all the things you are? Share your thoughts in the comment section or on WAF’s Facebook page.  And, I’m just getting in on this Pinterest craze, so join me over there too and add your visual goods to the WAF Pinterest Boards.

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  • Kalin

    I love these and can identify.  I really love “a great catch for the right fisherman.” 🙂

  • Anonymous

     Thanks, Kalin!

  • Justine

    I just found this and reading it realized I could have written it (except for the part about the fisherman because I already have one of those). Thanks for sharing. It inspired me today.