time I stepped into the the real life writing world and although I was prepared, I just could not help but be absolutely blown away.
There was no room for errors and I knew I blew it during some moments of the conference but I knew he could smell fear and so I just buckled down and took on the spitfire.
It was inferno after inferno and I felt belittled, shamed, and “amateurized.” The only thing that ran over my mind during every single minute of it was “I have to go on. I have to go on. I just have to. You can’t quit now.”
And I am not quitting and when I told him that “I can take on any challenge,” that is exactly what I am going to do.
behind the “I” in I.
When people say “I’m going to grab that last piece of cake,” or “I’m going to the bathroom” or “I’m going to be late again, don’t wait up on me,”
some of the responses might be “bitch, I wanted that cake,” or “I didn’t need to know that,” or “yup, yet again.”
but when people say “I am going to live my own life abiding by my own rules,”
people go jumping off cliffs, the world start cleaving itself in fours, hell freezes over, and in some rare circumstances, people start throwing their babies out of their windows.
Why are people so scared of people having their own opinion and living their own lives? What is it to them that they need to dominate someone else’s life?
Doesn’t the “I” in the “I do,” “I will,” and “I am” refer to the same person?