Lissanthea Taylor
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Lissanthea Taylor
@lissanthea.bsky.social
Horse Riding Physiotherapist and Writer.
Literature lover and Monty Python-esque philosopher.
What's my next frontier?
Maybe improv theatre, choir, or art class.

Have you conquered the fear of cringe?
Made peace with being seen?

Drop your ninja skills below - I'm all ears! 🎭🎨
November 18, 2024 at 9:24 PM
So I started building tolerance:

💸Giving money to buskers (and looking them in the eye)
🤳Making phone calls instead of sending texts (interrupting without apology)
🙋Asking silly questions to strangers (embracing that vulnerable cringe feeling)

Baby steps toward being seen.
November 18, 2024 at 9:24 PM
"Why leave the safe career?" I'd ask.

He traded nice suits and flashy corporate events for half-empty rooms with amateur drag queens in the suburbs.

But here's the truth: he was cringe-resilient and making his art.

My criticism revealed my own fear of visibility.
November 18, 2024 at 9:24 PM
I used to think being invisible was my superpower. I could slide under any radar!

But it kept me stuck.

Meanwhile, my friend left his cushy corporate job to become a vlogger, then comedian, then disability rights advocate.

I cringed for him, whispered behind his back.
November 18, 2024 at 9:24 PM
The logical reasons not to create will pile up:

You really are too busy.
You really don't know where to start.
You really can't give up weekends.

But this isn't "self-sabotage" - it's safety seeking. Our protective systems are designed to stop us from standing out.
November 18, 2024 at 9:24 PM
I wonder if this is just me?

I'm 42 years old. An "old" millennial.

One foot in my analogue childhood, and one foot in the rapidly accelerating digital future.

I'm so curious if this path is just me, or is this something you can trace in your life too?
November 18, 2024 at 9:19 PM
The human animal in a group is an apex predator.

When the confluence of life factors convinces you that you're a lone wolf, you can easily be prey.

Run, run, run.

But you'll miss the scenery, the sunsets and the quiet moments of bliss.
November 18, 2024 at 9:19 PM
Running to safety feels eerily familiar to me.

I've done many interesting things in my life, but from this higher ground, stopping and looking back, there's no path that got me here.

Just zig zags and imagined alligators.
November 18, 2024 at 9:19 PM