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🌿 The Man Who Couldn’t Be Wrong

Peter always thought of himself as careful, precise—a man who did things properly. In truth, he was terrified of being wrong.

It started when he was six. He’d spilled a cup of milk across the kitchen table. His father’s voice had cracked like a whip. “How many times do I have to tell you? You never pay attention!”

In that moment, something inside Peter decided: If I am never wrong, I will never feel this again.

And so he made a life out of being correct.


By the time he was forty-two, Peter had built a respectable career in project management. His reports were immaculate. His presentations were rehearsed to the comma. People respected him. Some even admired him.

But few really knew him.

He’d learned to keep his opinions guarded, measured, safe. Even in conversations with friends, he would carefully assess each thought before he spoke it. If there was any chance he might be mistaken, he stayed silent.


It was a quiet way to live. A cautious way. A lonely way.


One afternoon, Peter was assigned to work with a man named Daniel. Daniel was everything Peter was not—easygoing, a little disheveled, and unbothered by mistakes.


They were collaborating on a proposal. Peter had prepared his usual airtight plan. As he began to outline it, Daniel interrupted him with a grin.

“You know, I’m probably wrong,” Daniel said, “but what if we flipped it around entirely?”

Peter felt his stomach tighten. Probably wrong? Who admitted that out loud?

But Daniel went on, unfazed. He scribbled ideas on the whiteboard, some sensible, some absurd. When Peter pointed out an error, Daniel only laughed.

“That’s great,” he said. “Now we know. Every time I’m wrong, we get closer to something interesting.”

Peter felt something he hadn’t felt in years: curiosity.


Over the weeks that followed, Peter watched Daniel work. Watched the way he welcomed other viewpoints, the way he treated every conversation as a chance to learn.

Daniel had a strange kind of magnetism. People liked being around him. They trusted him. They offered ideas freely, knowing they wouldn’t be dismissed or ridiculed.

Peter started to wonder what it would be like to live that way—to value discovery more than safety, connection more than being right.

But the old fear clung to him. Each time he tried to loosen his grip on perfection, that small boy inside him panicked.

Be careful, the voice whispered. You’ll be humiliated. You’ll lose everything.


One evening, after another day of saying nothing he truly thought, Peter found himself searching online for help. He wasn’t even sure what he was looking for—therapy, advice, a way to feel different.

That’s when he read about hypnotherapy.


He had always imagined hypnosis as a carnival trick. But as he read more, he realized it was something gentler. A way to find the place in himself that still believed mistakes were dangerous. A way to finally offer that part some peace.


Weeks later, sitting in the soft chair of the hypnotherapy office, Peter closed his eyes. He followed the voice guiding him inward.

In that quiet place, he saw himself as a boy again—small, scared, milk pooling on the floor. And for the first time, he stepped forward, knelt down, and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder.

It’s all right to be wrong, he whispered. You are still loved.


The weeks became months. Slowly, something in Peter began to uncoil.

He started to share ideas before they were polished. Sometimes he admitted, I don’t know. And to his surprise, the world didn’t fall apart.

In fact, it opened up.


He and Daniel became friends. They discovered that the best work happened in that sweet spot between certainty and curiosity—where two minds overlapped, and something new was born.

One morning, standing by the window with a cup of coffee, Peter realized he was no longer afraid.

He was still precise. Still thoughtful. But he was no longer living to avoid being wrong.

He was living to discover.

And in that, he felt more alive than he ever had before.


If you see any part of yourself in Peter’s story, know you don’t have to stay stuck in old patterns. Light Manor Hypnotherapy can help you rediscover the freedom you were born with.

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