Tell me about it.
It takes constant work to figure out and deconstruct why I sometimes feel shy about just doing what I want to do. What’s even more terrible is that I sometimes catch myself having a double standard in my appraisals of men and women.
What I’ve learned is that when I do manage to break through the double standard, it’s wise to keep it a more honest appraisal of the man in question to myself to avoid being called critical or arrogant. I have to wonder, if I were male, would my observations have been labelled astute instead?