When the negative voice went quiet, my brain finally had room to think differently Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by Vitaly Gariev on Unsplash One quiet morning, a nagging little voice started whispering in my ear, “You can’t handle this; it’s all going to go wrong.” And before I even knew it, those words had taken up permanent residence in my brain, playing on "Please keep the following text in mind: 'Repeat in the background of my mind.'" It was only when I finally stopped and took stock of where I was that I noticed how utterly drained I was from fighting my own mind all the time. Then, suddenly, seven days without beating myself up or quietly doubting my own abilities passed by, no tiny little jabs or mental brickbats to be found anywhere. Just a big fat nothing. Which feels a lot like space to breathe and explore new ways of thinking.…