Excitement frightens me. It makes me nervous. It’s like I’m afraid of anticipating good things happening to or for me.

I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember. It’s as if I can’t believe things could possibly go well for me without a catch. I alway talk myself down from being too excited about anything.

I can’t even accept a compliment without brushing it off, explaining it away, or making it awkward. When someone tells me I’ve done something well, I find a way to downplay it or to look for where I could have done better. I can’t even celebrate my wins because something inside me simply won’t let me.

Maybe I’ve been let down too many times. Maybe I’ve been tricked, deceived, or disappointed too many times. Maybe I just don’t believe I’m worthy of good things without some kind of price being attached to them.

Whatever the reason or reasons, this is no way to live. I need to allow myself to be excited, to accept a compliment, and to celebrate my wins. I don’t know how, but I need to give myself a break.