Life is uncertain.
Therefore, confidence in the traditional sense doesn’t exist. We can’t be absolutely certain about anything. And the more we try to be certain about something, the more our certainty clashes against the uncertain world. When that happens, we feel very, very shitty.
That’s why it’s a good idea to stay open-minded. To hold your beliefs like costume garments. To not take anything too seriously.
True confidence is the ability to embrace the chaos of life. It’s the willingness to sacrifice lifeless dogmatism for lively not-knowing. It’s the declaration, “I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but fuck it, I’ll do it anyway!” It’s to abandon surviving for living.
This is easier said than done, since we spend most of our lives in an onion of certainty. But if we can learn to slowly peel the layers and feel the burn in our eyes, we’ll discover a new realm of existence. A realm that’s terrifying and exciting and awe-some and makes you feel like you could die this moment in a burst of fireworks.