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You sat in your car for 10 minutes…
not because you were busy, but because you couldn’t decide what to do next.

That moment doesn’t look like much from the outside.
But inside?

It’s loud.

Do I go in?
Do I call her back?
Do I stay?
Do I leave?

And somehow… every option feels heavy.

So you scroll.
Or sit.
Or stare straight ahead.

Because deciding feels riskier than staying stuck.

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I remember a season where even the smallest decisions felt like this.

What to say.
What to do.
What was “right.”

I’d ask people I trusted.
Then ask someone else.
Then still not move.

Not because I didn’t know anything…
but because I didn’t trust what I knew.

That’s the part no one really talks about.

It isn’t confusion.
It’s disconnection.

And then something shifted, not all at once.

But quietly.

I started noticing that the cost of not deciding…
was becoming heavier than the fear of getting it wrong.

So I made one small decision.
Then another.

Some worked.
Some didn’t.

But something more important started happening underneath it all…

I began hearing my own voice again.

These days, decisions feel different.

Not perfect.
Not always easy.

But steady.

There’s less noise in my head.
Less outsourcing my life.

More… knowing.

I want you to know this part matters:

The goal isn’t to become someone who never doubts.

It’s to become someone who can move with doubt
without abandoning herself in the process.

That’s where self-trust actually begins.