Why Confidence Comes After You Start, Not Before
Let’s clear something up:
Confidence is not some magical ingredient you have to find before you do the thing.
It’s what you build by doing the thing—even if your voice shakes, even if you have no clue what you're doing, and even if you’re secretly hoping someone else will just swoop in and figure it out for you.
(Spoiler: they won’t. It’s you. You’re the swooper.)
You don’t “get confident” first. You go first—awkwardly, nervously, imperfectly.
Confidence isn’t step one. It’s step thirty-seven, after you’ve shown up again and again, even when you weren’t sure it was working. You don’t wake up one day magically ready. You just get tired of waiting.
So if you’re thinking…
“I just need to feel more confident before I launch/post/raise my rates/start the thing...”
“Once I have more experience, I’ll feel ready.”
“I’m not that kind of person.”
Cool. Me too. Literally every time I start something new.
But also? That voice is stalling. And it’s lying. Because confidence is not a personality trait. It’s a muscle. You build it by using it—repeatedly, imperfectly, and without a guarantee it’ll work.
The first time will probably be awkward.
The second time might still suck.
The third time you’ll wonder if you’re making progress.
The tenth time? It starts to feel less scary.
The hundredth? You’ll forget you were ever nervous in the first place.
Confidence is built in the doing—not the waiting.
You don’t need to feel 100% sure.
You don’t need to have it all figured out.
You just need to show up anyway.
Even if your Canva graphic looks weird.
Even if nobody buys the first time.
Even if your launch feels like yelling into the void.
Because every time you take a step—even a tiny, messy, "what the hell am I doing?" step—you prove to yourself that you're capable.
That’s where confidence comes from.
If you would like help with your confidence, clarity, and next steps, let’s work together!
Final thought:
The people who look confident? They were just willing to go first.
So go.
Even if it’s shaky.
Even if it’s small.
Even if you’re still figuring it out.
Because she built it anyway—and so will you.
