Don't tell me I can't do it, that's what I have myself for, thank you very much... oh, okay tell me I can't do it.
I was wrong
My intention with this post was to say something like, 'I don't need you to tell me I can't do something because there's a little voice in my head telling me I can't already.
And I was wrong. That's not what this post is about at all.
Mules are fun
When I was sixteen upon discussing college my first foster mother said, "You ought to lower your expectations."
"Well, I'm going to college," I shouted.
And that's what I did. I went to college and, after three just universities in three states, I graduated. (Two of them were false starts, okay.)
Now, I don't know about you, but when someone says, "You can't," my first thought is "watch me." This is a somewhat mulish trait and, on occasion, resulted in some broken limbs. (Not mine silly. The limbs of the tree I climbed onto.)
But these days I really need someone to say "you can't." Specifically, I want some to say "you can't be a writer," because that would light a fire under my tail to prove them wrong.
The people who tell you can't will really &*^% you off. But people who tell you can't are way better than a voice in your head saying those words. (Look, it's easy to be motivated to prove someone else wrong. It's hard to get motivated to prove yourself wrong. True fact. Also, another true fact is that Subway is the largest restaurant chain, not McDonald's.)
Naysayers are under appreciated
So my point is, the "you can't" people are as essential to success as the " you can" people. Perhaps this entire post is simply about taking life's lemons and turning them in to lemonade. Perhaps it's about appreciating life's ying and yang.
But if you must take something away, then it's this:
You can't be the only voice saying that you can't.
Thank you naysayers, thank you.