When I first started trying to share my story, I struggled. I felt like I was stumbling over my words, unsure of how to articulate the complex emotions and experiences that had shaped me. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to share – I knew that opening up about my struggles could help others feel less alone, and it could also be cathartic for me. But I just couldn’t seem to find the right words, and I often ended up feeling frustrated and defeated.
But over time, I’ve managed to get better at sharing my story. I’ve learned that it’s not about finding the perfect words or having a flawless delivery. It’s about being vulnerable, authentic, and open. Here’s how I got better at sharing my story and how you can too.
First, I had to learn to embrace my imperfections. I used to beat myself up for stumbling over a word or getting emotional while talking about a difficult experience. But I’ve come to realize that those imperfections make my story more real and relatable. No one is perfect, and sharing that vulnerability can actually make my story more impactful.
I also started to focus on the impact I could have on others. Instead of getting caught up in my own insecurities, I shifted my focus to the people who might benefit from hearing my story. Thinking about the potential positive outcomes of sharing my experiences gave me the motivation to keep pushing through the discomfort.
In addition, I sought out opportunities to practice sharing my story in a supportive environment. Whether it was through a support group, therapy, or with friends and family, I found that the more I shared, the easier it became. Having a safe space to practice and receive feedback helped me gain confidence and refine my storytelling skills.
I also made sure to take care of myself and prioritize my mental health. It’s hard to share your story when you’re not in a good place emotionally, so I made self-care a priority. Whether it was through therapy, mindfulness practices, or simply taking time for myself, I found that when I was feeling more grounded and resilient, sharing my story became easier.
Finally, I let go of the need for validation. I used to worry about how my story would be received, if people would judge me, or if they would even care. But I’ve come to understand that sharing my story is not about seeking approval – it’s about owning my truth and speaking it into existence.
Today, I’m proud of how far I’ve come in sharing my story. It’s been a journey of growth, self-discovery, and empowerment. I’ve learned to embrace my imperfections, focus on the impact I can have, seek out supportive environments, prioritize my mental health, and let go of the need for validation. And through it all, I’ve discovered that my brain may be different, but it’s not broken. And neither is my story.