Dream Zappers, Thought Terrorists, and Why You Should Be Weary of Anyone Who Tells You “I’m Just Looking Out for You”
In: Hate Your Job?
OKAY. I just have to say this before I freaking hurl a tray of freshly-baked carrot fries across the room. (What? They're good. SPRINKLE THEM WITH SOME CUMIN.)
So today at 8:32am I got a text from a friend—like, an actual, IRL friend—who is thinking about registering for B-School tomorrow (since she, like so many others, have been asking me for years how I started an online business, and this is my answer), but was pumping the brakes because she was getting a lot of slack from the people she loves. Which is not unusual! Husbands. Friends. Parents. They are the worst. You know why?
Because people don’t like things they don’t understand.
So she’s telling me this story, right? And next thing I know, I’m going into a blind rage. (Like, within reason. I didn’t throw any desks, but I did send back an impassioned voice note.) Why? Because it sent me spiraling back to ten years ago, when I had to deal with my own dream zappers who HATED the fact that I started writing on the Internet—and tried to put me down. (I’m really glad I didn’t listen to them. And I hope they read my book when it comes out.)
EVERYTHING they said to me back then, is (apparently still) being said to people like my friend now, too:
“I’m just looking out for you.”
“I just want you to make smart decisions.”
“This internet stuff is just a hoax.”
“You’ll spend the money and then be off to the next thing.”
“You should make sure you know what you really want to do, first.”
“You’re going to spend what for what?”
That was definitely in my voice note. (You guys know I don’t pull any punches.) Worse, I was annoyed to hear that that when my friend defended her decision by mentioning the little fact that I—someone she knows in real life—was proof that you can have success with a business online: and that even ten years ago, before any of today’s modern technology was even available, I made $103,000 my first year, from the country of Chile, writing on my laptop? You know what her dream zapper responded? “Yeah, that's what she tells you. She was probably doing other things for money, too.”
Jeez, I hope she doesn't think I'm into online pornography.
ANYWAY, that line did get me a little fired up on the inside. It got me fired up because (a) What?; (b) It’s wrong; (c) It minimizes my accomplishments; (d) It’s a blatant hijacking of my friend’s thought process. Like a thought terrorist. Which is totally going into my book.
After exchanging about thirty-seven voice notes, one of the things I said to her was: “Listen, it’s an investment like anything else. If you trust yourself to do the work, you will be successful. It’s almost impossible not to be.” And then I also said, “And not for nothin’, but, I just invested fifteen hundred bucks in a (different) online course because it’s going to help me make a lot more than that this year. So if you want to know my honest opinion? You can’t afford not to do this.”
And then I quoted Brené Brown, on the topic of responding to thought terrorists, because what good is a pep talk without a quote from Brene Brown? “If you’re not in the arena also getting your ass kicked, I’m not interested in your feedback.”
Suffice to say, I think she’ll be enrolling in B-School. Not because I have convinced her—that is not the point—but because if you know you want to start an online business, whether you know what that business will look like yet or not, you do need this. You just do. It’s not optional. It’s like setting out to become a professional sommelier—you might love wine, but y’ need training. I mean, of course it’s optional if you aren't intending to do it for a living. But in terms of understanding how to create and organize and profit from an online business like a pro instead of an amateur? It really isn’t. This is what you have to learn, no matter how you learn it. And this is what a pro does: they invest in themselves. They take their dreams seriously. And they do the work.
And honestly? That’s the only reason why I am where I am today.
Because while everybody else was busy mocking me, I was busy getting better.
In other words, YOU DO YOU, SIS. And when B-School opens tomorrow, I’ll be emailing you at 10am EST, on the dot, because if you enroll as a die hard homie of The Middle Finger Project through the link in the email I’ll be sending (that’s a requirement—we’ve got technology that tracks it), I’ve got a special gift for you. And it’s sexyyyyy. And it involves alone time with me. *gasp* More tomorrow at 10am!
CAN’T WAIT, GO TEAM.
And by the way? Chin up. They ain’t got nothin’ on you. And I am proof.