It's the little things.

I have laid the groundwork, somewhat, for this blogperience, so now I will turn the majority of my focus to new activities I will incorporate into my life in order to examine the rise and fall of my confidence in myself. I'm starting with small stuff. For example, I texted my friend Jason today to reiterate my interest in doing tea with him one afternoon this week. I really hate making myself vulnerable to him, to anyone, but it's time that I start detaching from my ego when and where possible. This is one of those instances. In NYC, I was never afraid to do such things. I rarely took rejection personally; on to the next, rather. NYC Ashley would've thought, "It's OK if he says no, I know I tried, and I know he likes me, so I know it's not about me if he says no." I need to get that attitude back - it was a happier and freer space in which to live. He responded positively, but I did put it into his court as far as letting me know when he's available...as I don't work on Tuesdays and thursdays and am pretty open.

Also, on Friday at my pt job, I was asked to take over some collections calls. I decided to dive right into it rather than let the anxiety get to me. Turns out, I'm a pretty good communicator and facilitator in the world of collections. I was proud of myself at the end of the day, and so was my boss. I was really proud of how I did something that was really uncomfortable for me, but I did it, and I did it in my own individual way that felt honest and authentic and kind.