In a deliciously enticing conversation with a friend, I grieved over my inhibition to write. How I am afraid of failing. How not writing, not creating is safer than failing. He asked, "What are you scared of? Two little letters - 'n' and 'o'?"
The answer is yes. I am the guilty party. I tell myself no assuming that others will tell me no, and what that no depicts varies... Is [it] good? Am I talented? Am I worthy? Do I have what it takes? Will anyone care? The list goes on, but the one thing that doesn't change is that I answer my own questions, and not nicely.
My friend joked and mentioned the Yes Man movie and how instead, I should write about the no's.
He's right. I have to right about the No before I can teach myself Yes. I have to face my fear. I have to own it. Sit in it. Remind myself that No can actually be good sometimes.
So not tonight, maybe not tomorrow, but I plan to face my No's.
No becomes a Yes.