The Power of Confidence

Apr 11, 2011

It’s hard to remember so long ago. It’s hard to remember a time when I didn’t confide in a wheelchair for all of my basic of needs as well as those deepest, darkest ventures. It’s hard to remember what my psyche was supposed to grow to be.

Dwell in Possibility

As a kid, I was resilient, yet cautious. I was tame, yet daring. I don’t really think that these or any instilled traits left me as I grew or as I gained a new identity with wheels; however it is more like they evolved into something far more useful and applicable to my new existence. From the start, being thrown into the role of the one that stood out as a paranoid sixteen-year old, my wheelchair quickly became a symbolic black hole of confidence for me. Throughout college, I determined that it was my job to create a sense of comfort among my peers and that my differences didn’t really matter. But they do and I am finally okay with that. I should have realized from the start that I am nothing to be shy about, or ashamed of, or scared for.

It has taken me well over ten years to discover my own sense of self alongside my wheelchair. Although my wheels don’t define me, they also can’t be ignored; because, without that experience, I would definitely not be where I am today, nor would I appreciate what I have been given with the same zest and excitement.

However as good it sounds, the very last adjective that I would use to describe myself is “confident.” The word “confidence” is more than a word. It is an expression, it is a behavior, it is an emotion, it is a potential stepping-stone. It is a crossroad to success.

I wholeheartedly acknowledge all of this, which is why it has been my personal quest to conquer my mind and release that confidence from within. I know that it lives inside of me, a purplish-blue light that circles and spins throughout my being, but it has been hiding as long as I can remember, per my self-deprecating request.

Confidence cannot be found through others. It cannot be produced through events, if you think it can be, then you haven’t truly found it yet. I continue on this daily journey of confident thought and every single day, I surprise myself. I have found that if you simply open yourself up to the notion, life becomes easier, and much more enjoyable.

So, here’s to confidence in myself and in everyone with the same interest in finding it.

Author: Ryan McLean

  • The Cracking Confidence Coach

    Hi Ryan, thanks for this post – a few years ago I worked with a lady who was practically blind and needed people around her to help her to work in her job, to do some of her domestic duties at home. She was a single mum of 2 young children also, and people wondered how on earth she could do what she did.

    Incredibly, (to me) her disability was not the thing that disabled her in life – it was the thinking in her head. She often remarked about how people without disability actually disable themselves and then embarked on her own journey to free up her thinking in order to remove the thing that actually prevented her from living a happy and fulfilling life.

    I believe there’s a “luck” that we’re all born with – some people make an extraordinary life for themselves in spite of their luck, the vast majority do very little towards this outcome and pretty much live their life on a default setting… normally bemoaning their misfortune!

    In order to keep this slightly on topic… I believe that confidence is always there – lying dormant until you need to step out of your comfort zone (whatever that is!) – the more you exercise it, the easier it becomes to change, develop and grow.

    Thanks, Dan

  • Ryan Rae McLean

    Hi Dan,
    Thanks for your comments! You have some wonderful insight to share. We would all do a little better in life if we had the confidence to rely on ourselves and trusted that, wholeheartedly.
    Thanks again.

  • BobLujano

    I thank God everyday for my disability. It has been the best thing that has ever happend to me.