This or Something Better

About a decade ago, I interviewed for a job that felt like a long shot.

I arrived early and sat in my car in the parking lot, nervous.

Then I remembered a phrase someone had taught me:

Most benevolent outcome. This or something better.

For probably fifteen minutes, I repeated it to myself.

Again and again.

Not because I thought it would guarantee the job.

Because it loosened my grip.

As I sat there, something shifted.

I stopped treating the interview like a verdict on my future.

I stopped acting as though this one opportunity was the only path available to me.

By the time I walked into the building, I felt different.

Calmer.

More myself.

Less concerned with being chosen.

More interested in seeing whether I belonged there at all.

I was offered the job on the spot.