Oh, hey there negativity. Can’t say I’m pleased to see you again.
You know what’s cool? When you aren’t around and I never even notice that you’re gone. I really don’t miss you at all, but then you just show back up at some of the worst possible times and, though I want to be strong and shut you out, sometimes I let you back in.
I know that you think you’re being useful. I guess you assume that you’re probably protecting me, when you tell me that I shouldn’t try that, shouldn’t believe in myself too much, and shouldn’t take the risk.
You hold me back a lot, and things tend to go really well for me when I don’t take your advice. It would be great if I could find a place to leave you and be sure that you were in good hands, so that I could go do exciting things like painting that mural, traveling alone, telling that person how I really feel, or trying out something completely new, unafraid of the haters and negative comments.
Sometimes it’s easy to shut you out, and sometimes it’s really not. I know that I am the one to blame here because I haven’t figured out how to ditch you completely. You are a creature of habit and I know that.
I seem to remember a time when I felt more brave, when you weren’t around very much. And I think that, for sure in the future, I’ll find a way to get rid of you completely.
But it’s right now that we need to talk about, you have seriously overstayed you’re welcome this time.
Don’t you know it’s rude to interrupt someone who is in the middle of something? You always come by when I’m busy. I usually fail at keeping you out, but I have a few tricks up my sleeve this time that I bet you didn’t see coming.
Next time you speak up I’m going to tell you exactly why you’re wrong and why I’m right. Even though sometimes I worry that you are right. I’m just going to trust that your criticism isn’t constructive and that I have to make my own decisions.
I’ll let you stay, because in the end I know that I can’t force you to go, but instead of being mad that you’re there, I’ll let you propel me forward, just because it’s so nice to prove you wrong.
Each time you get loud, I’ll meditate, because there’s nothing that makes you feel more powerless and tiny than when I clear my mind.
I’ll focus on doing things that bring me to the present moment, because even when you’re around, if I’m enjoying myself, I don’t notice you.
It’s not you, it’s me. Well actually, it is you, negativity.
You might be here to stay, but you definitely don’t have to call all the shots.