Mind Wanderings

The Traitors Within

Open rustic wooden door with sunlight shining through, displaying floating dust particles inside an old stone room.

By Joe Broadmeadow


Shakespeare gave the line to a minor character in Measure for Measure, almost in passing: “Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might find by fearing the attempt.”

But there is nothing minor about the truth of it. He named the quiet thief that robs more good from the world than malice ever has.

Notice the word he chose. Not enemies. Traitors. An enemy attacks from the front, and you can meet it.

A traitor works from the inside, wearing the face of a friend. That is exactly how doubt operates.

It doesn’t announce itself as cowardice. It arrives dressed as wisdom — as caution, as realism, as the reasonable voice asking who you think you are to try.

It tells you it is protecting you. What it is actually doing is talking you out of the attempt, and the attempt is the only place the good was ever going to be found.

Think of how much never happens for exactly this reason. The apology never spoken because you weren’t sure it would be received. The hand never extended because someone might not take it. The idea never pitched, the calling never answered, the stranger never helped, the truth never told — not because anyone stopped you, but because you stopped yourself at the threshold.

The world doesn’t lose most of its good to villains. It loses it to good people who feared the attempt and stayed home.

The steep part is this: you can never know what you talked yourself out of.

Fear doesn’t leave a mark on the calendar. There’s no headline for the volunteer who almost showed up, the mentor who almost reached out, the neighbor who almost knocked on the door.

The good we “might have found” stays invisible precisely because we never went looking for it. That’s what makes doubt such an effective traitor. It commits its crimes in a room where no one is watching, and it never has to answer for them.

But there is real freedom hidden in Shakespeare’s warning, once you turn it over.

“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might find by fearing the attempt.”

William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure, Lucio, Act 1 Scene 5

If doubt is a traitor, then it does not deserve your loyalty. You are allowed to distrust it. You are allowed to feel the fear, recognize it for the con it is running, and make the attempt anyway.

Courage was never the absence of doubt. It is the decision to stop taking orders from it.

And here is the part worth holding onto: making a difference has never required certainty of success. It requires only the willingness to try before you’re sure.

Every act of kindness, every hard conversation, every risk taken on behalf of someone else began as an attempt that fear advised against.

The people who change things are not the ones who feel no doubt. They are the ones who make the attempt while the traitors are still whispering.

So the next time that inner voice counsels retreat in the name of prudence, ask what it’s really costing you. The good is out there, waiting on the far side of the attempt. Don’t let the traitors talk you out of going to find it.

One response to “The Traitors Within”

  1. Joe, wise words. For years I kept a post it note on the bathroom mirror. It read, ‘what is fear keeping me from doing?’ My better moments have come when I’ve acknowledged my fear (of the hard conversation, pushing beyond my comfort zone) and pushed past it. Joe, thanks for your good and thoughtful words. Must be something in the water in Warren.

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