Confidence

Confidence. I lack a lot of confidence. A friend use to tell me that the reason I kept so busy was so that I didn’t have to think about all of the other stuff, so I could avoid. Not quite so, but maybe a little. I tend to keep very busy, but it’s about keeping the other chatty brain matter quiet, giving it no space to take over. There is a lot of brain chatter.

But anyways, back to confidence. Lately I feel lacking in confidence, in my day to day, and in the bedroom. I think one spurs on the other though. My brain wants intense sensations, but it won’t let me play them out in reality. And I’m not talking about some deep seeded need to fulfill my deepest darkest fantasies, I’m not talking about fantasy driven things here.