The 10 Percent: Who Do You Want To Be?
I reiterated my thoughts regarding my future plans, dreams, and decisions. He was quiet. I knew this kind of quiet. It's the kind of quiet that disagrees, disbelieves, and thinks there is a better way. It's the kind of quiet that lives in boxes and not in faith. I hate this kind of quiet—but hate or not—I need to expect and accept this reaction.
I know I am frustrated. I can feel it, but I can understand him. He is like 90 percent of the people I will meet and who won't believe. "I just worry that you will make a mistake. I am just concerned you will regret this."
And, what is that to you? This is not your job.
Who gave you the responsibility to worry about the decisions I am making that affect my future and not yours? Let me tell you something; if I know it's not your job to believe in my dreams, it's also not your job to worry about my regrets. And, when I succeed or fail, when I go through tough moments and need someone, I know you are not in my corner. My corner includes the dreamers and doers and believers. You can put me in a corner like that all day.
Those in the 90 percent will never get you if you are a person who lives in the 10 percent.
Alana told me a couple of weeks ago, when telling her about someone else who didn't get my life; "STOP telling those people! Just tell me! I know you can do this! I believe in you. Just talk to me!"
Moral of the story:
- Find your corner with your 10 percenters.
- Let criticism and disbelief go.
- Go out and do your thing, cause "greatness doesn't ask for permission."