Naysayers

Naysayers: people who have a tendency to highlight the negative more so than the positive in any given situation.  (This is not to become confused with those who provide an objective and balanced view of the pros and cons.)  I must make an informed decision and appreciate those who bring a realistic view to the circumstance I find myself.  To provide more of one side than the other is not helpful or beneficial.  Naysayers also want to drag down the person who wants to break free of the status quo of comfort and complacency, mainly because they don't want to face the reality of their own situation.  They have never tried, thereby failing at something greater in life never giving it a chance to come to pass.  Do you think the caterpillar decides it doesn't want to turn into a butterfly?  No!  It realizes the intense pain of metamorphosis is worthwhile.  Growth and change are not comfortable, and I must move forward as I evolve intellectually, mentally, and emotionally.  To do otherwise is to stagnate and rot, to regress in life instead of tackling opportunity as it presents itself.  One motivational video I watch suggest the pain of growth and forward progress are no fun but necessary, while the pain of giving up will last a lifetime.  The horror of giving up will result in a life of "what ifs" and the "has-been" mentally.  I want no part of that.  One dilemma I am facing is having a back up plan in case things don't progress or culminate as planned.  Is this wise?  In certain circumstances...yes!  In others, it is a plan to fail and remain the person I was never knowing what could have been.  Stuff of this ilk is the recipe for disaster and a nightmarish life.  This would result in becoming a naysayer myself.  Naysayers don't want to be challenged beyond their own comfort zone.  They don't want to see people with the courage, the very courage they deny, to move to the next level.  I am resolved and determined to move to the next level.  I will rise on eagle's wings and soar above the common.  Good riddance to the naysayers.

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