The moment I trusted my own voice, the noise stopped mattering.

I used to poll everyone before making decisions. Friends, family, therapists – I used to call them all my “Board of Directors.” Their opinions felt more valid than my own instincts.

Then I just stopped. I decided to trust my gut and promised myself that no matter what the outcome was, I would be forgiving and understanding that it was going to be okay. Best decision I ever made. Have I made mistakes? Absolutely! But I own them. I know that as much as I’d like to think I have an operator’s manual on my life, I don’t, and trial and error are a real thing.

influencer culture amplifies the loudest voices in the room. Inspirationalism turns up the volume on your own inner wisdom.

Your voice has been guiding you all along. You just need to listen.

Question: When did you first realize your own opinion mattered most?