Well we all know this isn’t entirely true. I’m sure there are some naysayers lingering around somewhere but for the sake of this series, haters, please stay hidden thanks a mil.
So sure, I get a negative comment on my nail art on Instagram here or there (or, eem, 70% of the time) and I often get confused looks/tweets about my jokes.
(And since you’re wondering, yes, I’m a hero and survivor and I get knocked down but I get up again.*)
But I havent really ever had people not believe in me (SNORE.)
And, as I was trolling through some old musings from back in 09…I see that I wrote about a similar thing. And since I’m a green/local/organic writer, I thought I’d upcycle an excerpt:
As I have finally started to make leeway in my career endeavors, part of me wishes I had someone from my past who never believed I would achieve my dreams. Someone whose face I could then rub my small samplings of success in. Listening to the lyrics of “Gives You Hell” the other day made my mind spin as I tried conjuring up images of old coworkers or classmates shaking their heads and saying “You’ll never do it!” All I ended up coming up with was visions of me slamming down a copy of the Onion in someone’s face and screaming, “Remember me?!!!” and then kicking a garbage can.
Look at me. So sweet. PS I’m pretty sure “career endeavors” at that time meant writing for that website for free, and possibly just landing my first Red Eye piece which paid a whopping $50. Ah, young love.
In conclusion, maybe haters can wait. So in the meantime everyone be really nice to me and laugh at all my jokes thanks so much!
*thanks, Bert for the chumbawumba reference.