Over the past few days, I noticed an old pattern resurfacing: when I reach out for guidance or clarity, I sometimes slip into self-doubt if I don’t receive an immediate reply. I had asked about publishing services and later sent follow-up emails to provide more context. When I didn’t hear back right away, that familiar voice whispered, Maybe I shouldn’t have asked.

The Old Me

I used to interpret silence as a sign that I had done something wrong—that I was being “too much,” asking the wrong questions, or presenting myself poorly. I would replay my words, second-guess my intentions, and feel regret simply for wanting clarity or support.

The New Me

This time, I caught myself. I noticed the impulse to criticize my own effort, and I gently paused. I reminded myself:

There is no shame in asking. I did my best, and that is enough.

My follow-ups were sent with good intentions—to provide information, not pressure. Asking questions is not a flaw; it’s a form of honesty and growth.

Instead of spiraling into regret, I chose to trust my intentions, trust the process, and trust myself. This shift—this ability to witness the old pattern without letting it take over—is evidence of how much I’m evolving.