There was a time when I didn’t trust myself much.
I’d make plans—tiny ones like waking up early, finishing something on time, going for a walk—and then I wouldn’t follow through. Not always. Sometimes I’d just push it to tomorrow. Sometimes I’d forget on purpose.
It didn’t feel like a big deal at first. But after a while, I noticed something strange: I didn’t believe myself anymore.
The Quiet Erosion of Trust
And not the kind you have with other people. The kind you build with yourself.
Every time I said “I’ll do it tomorrow” and didn’t… something got a little quieter in me. Not broken—just dulled.
Tiny Promises Matter
One morning, I promised myself I’d drink water before checking my phone.
It felt silly. But I did it.
That night, I promised I’d take five minutes to stretch before bed. I did that too.
Not because I was changing the world, but because I showed up for myself.
What Changed Over Time
I didn’t become a new person overnight. Still haven’t.
That wasn’t magic. It wasn’t motivation either. It was self-trust.
It’s Okay to Miss a Step
That, to me, is confidence too.
A Simple Reminder
Then keep it.
Not to prove anything to anyone else—but to quietly remind yourself that your word matters.
And so do you.

