While listening to a United Pursuit album in my car tonight, I had a flashback.
I remembered that I used to believe I was stupid. Growing up, I would argue with my family when they would tell me differently. I was convinced! I remember even in college I had remnants of that lie lingering.
I’m not sure when it left me completely, but I realized tonight that it’s been at least a couple of years since that thought even entered my mind.
So it made me want to ask this question:
What lie do you believe about yourself? Just because you believe it doesn’t make it true.