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Emotional Maturity: The Quiet Strength That Matters Most

  • Writer: Simon Fitzpatrick
    Simon Fitzpatrick
  • Sep 8, 2025
  • 1 min read

I’ve worked in enough organisations to know that pressure is inevitable. Deadlines move,

priorities shift, and crises come out of nowhere.

What separates the leaders I’d follow anywhere from the ones who lose people’s trust isn’t

their technical knowledge or even their experience. It’s their emotional maturity.

I’ve seen people with decades of experience crumble the minute things get hard. Panic sets

in, decisions get reactive, and suddenly the whole team is on edge.

And I’ve seen others - sometimes younger, sometimes less experienced - hold the room

steady when it matters most. They don’t deny the pressure, but they don’t let it dictate

their behaviour. They pause, breathe, and create space before responding. That pause is

everything.

For me, emotional maturity has been a slow build. I wasn’t born calm under pressure. In

fact, my instinct has often been to react quickly. But over the years - through running,

coaching, and working in high-pressure change roles - I’ve learned that discipline beats

instinct.

  • Step back before reacting.

  • Separate the problem from your emotions.

  • Respond in a way you’ll be proud of tomorrow, not just in the heat of the moment.

It’s not glamorous. It doesn’t get you headlines. But it builds trust in a way nothing else can.

And here’s the kicker: emotional maturity isn’t about age. It’s about awareness, repetition,

and practice. Just like training for a race, you build the muscle over time.

When pressure hits, your team doesn’t need you to be the loudest voice in the room. They

need you to be the calmest.

 
 
 

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