I Was THIS Close to Deleting Everything

Line Heggelund
Feb 3, 2025
4 min read

I was THIS close to deleting everything.

My cursor was literally hovering over the "delete draft" button when I asked myself: What's actually worse—posting something imperfect, or sitting on my ass for another five years waiting to feel "ready"?

You already know what I chose. You're reading this.

But let me back up.

The Five-Year Wait

I've been thinking about starting this blog for an embarrassingly long time.

I'd get all hyped up, sit down at my laptop, crack my knuckles like some badass writer in a movie… and then immediately spiral into a full-blown existential crisis.

Who the hell am I to write this?

What if nobody reads it?

What if people DO read it and think it's crap?

What if I pour my heart into this, and it's just another midlife crisis blog that disappears into the void of the internet?

Cue me closing my laptop, convincing myself I'll "start next week," and binge-watching YouTube videos about people who actually have their shit together.

Impostor syndrome? That little bastard had me in a chokehold.

But here's what finally broke through: I didn't want to wake up five years from now—or ten, or twenty—still waiting for permission that was never going to come.

Why This Blog Exists

Here's what I know for sure: Gen X women need a louder voice, a bigger middle finger to society's expectations, and a reminder that we are NOT irrelevant.

You know who's been quietly running the world while getting zero credit? Us.

We're the generation that:

Grew up without the internet but had to master it to stay relevant
Was told we could "have it all" but then realized that just meant doing it all for everyone else
Hit midlife and discovered that society expects us to fade into the background, embrace beige, and start shopping for sensible shoes

F*ck. That.

Gen X women are at a crossroads. We're either going to spend the next 20-30 years shrinking into a quieter, more "age-appropriate" version of ourselves… or we're going to blow up every outdated expectation and rewrite the damn script.

I know which option I'm choosing.

And I know I'm not the only one who feels stuck in a life that doesn't quite fit anymore. Who's questioning everything. Who wants more but has no idea where to start.

I see you.

I am you.

This blog and screwthescript.com ? This is our space.

The Lies Impostor Syndrome Tells

If you've ever wanted to start something—a blog, a business, a book, a podcast—you've met impostor syndrome. And you've probably believed its lies:

"You don't know enough to do this."Really? Half the internet is run by people who have no idea what they're doing.

"Someone else has already done it, and better."Pizza existed before Domino's. People still started Pizza Hut. We're all still eating pizza.

"Nobody cares what you have to say."Meanwhile, people are making six figures reviewing paper towels on YouTube.

Here's the truth: impostor syndrome is just fear wearing a convincing disguise. It's your brain's way of keeping you "safe" by convincing you that staying small is the better option.

But safe doesn't build anything.

The Moment Everything Changed

So there I was, cursor hovering, ready to delete months of work.

And I realized I had two choices:

Keep waiting until I felt "ready" (which would be never), or start now, suck at it, and get better over time.

Waiting wasn't working. It had never worked.

So I hit publish.

Was it perfect? Hell no.

Did I feel ready? Absolutely not.

Did I do it anyway? You're reading proof.

Your Turn

If you've been sitting on something because "who am I to do this?" let me remind you of something:

Literally everyone who's ever done anything cool started as a nobody.

The authors you love? They once doubted their first draft.

The entrepreneurs you admire? They once Googled "how to start a business" at 2 AM.

The people crushing it? They once thought, "Holy shit, I have no idea what I'm doing."

The difference? They did it anyway.

So whatever your thing is—writing, painting, starting a podcast, launching a business, reinventing your career—stop waiting for permission.

Nobody is going to show up and knight you as "worthy."

You decide that.

Do It Messy

This blog might not be perfect. It might not go viral. But it's mine.

And for once, I didn't let that nagging voice in my head stop me.

If you're sitting on something you know you should do, consider this your sign:

Start messy. Start scared. Just start.

And if your brain tries to talk you out of it?

Tell it to shut the f*ck up and watch what happens.

Want to Figure Out What's Actually Keeping You Stuck?

Here's what I discovered after I finally hit publish: impostor syndrome wasn't my real problem. It was a symptom of something deeper—invisible patterns and scripts I'd been running my whole life without realizing it.

Scripts like "Who are you to take up space?" and "You need to be perfect before you're allowed to be seen."

So I created a free tool that helps you excavate these hidden patterns—the ones that keep you hitting that "delete draft" button instead of actually starting the thing you know you're meant to do.

It's called the Excavation Tool, and it's specifically designed for women who know they want more but can't figure out where to start.

Get the Excavation Tool here →

Because here's the thing: you can't rewrite a script you don't know you're following.