Can You Relate?
Your situation might not look like mine (it likely won't). Maybe your ego doesn’t have a name, or maybe it does, but here’s the question:
Have you ever felt that push-pull between who you are and who you think you’re supposed to be?
Maybe it’s the voice that tells you not to ask for the raise because you “should be grateful” for what you already have.
Maybe it’s the hesitation to step forward with an idea because you’re afraid of getting it wrong.
Or maybe it’s the part of you that stays quiet in the meeting, smiles through the frustration, or nods along to keep the peace, all the while knowing it’s not what you want.
And let’s not forget how this shows up with other people.
- The boss whose ego blocks every good idea because it wasn’t theirs.
- The friend who digs their heels in, refusing to see another perspective.
- The partner whose pride keeps them from saying, “You’re right.”
It happens to all of us—this delicate (or not so delicate) dance with our ego, or someone else’s, as we try to move closer to what we truly want.
And it’s exhausting.
Because here’s the truth: our ego isn’t interested in progress or alignment. It cares about being right. About feeling safe. About staying in control.
So, what if the first step wasn’t trying to convince them—or yourself—that you’re right?
What if the first negotiation was about letting go of the need to win?
Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway
Now, let me be clear: this isn’t about being reckless or throwing caution to the wind.
It’s about understanding that fear, more than anything else, is what fuels the ego.
The fear of rejection, of looking foolish, of failing—or even succeeding. It’s all the same to your ego (and theirs) because its job is to keep you small, safe, and predictable.
So, what’s the antidote? Facing that fear.
That’s what I’m doing right now.
Writing doesn’t scare me. I love it.
But letting you in? Showing you who I really am? That’s a whole different story.
Why? Because Nayla thrives on judgment. Not just mine, but yours too.
And I know there are plenty of other Naylas out there—other egos ready to join in, ready to find fault or make me feel small.
And yet... here I am. Writing anyway.
Because the antidote to fear isn’t avoiding it. It’s walking straight into it.
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