Remember when you used to think anything was possible?
Remember when you thought you were special? That you were going to beat the odds.
Remember when you “knew” you were going to be the one to make it?
That was before you knew better.
Before you heard on the news that the economy was crashing, that there wasn’t a job for you with your advanced degree, and that the government was broke and your grand-kids were going to have to pay the tab fifty years from now.
Before you tried to get a mortgage and were told that you didn’t fit the profile of a reliable lendee.
Before you found out that your customers weren’t buying as fast as your company was firing.
What you “knew” made things worse.
It wasn’t all of a sudden. But looking back you can see the sudden change — the more you found out, the less you cared to try.
Because you knew it didn’t really matter any more. Everyone around was perfectly convinced that success wasn’t possible for anyone. And you weren’t clueless enough to believe that you were different.
The facts spelled doom and gloom and you sounded down right stupid trying to tell yourself that you were strong enough, smart enough, tough enough to come out the other side a winner.
So maybe it’s time to go back to clueless.
Maybe it’s time to shuck the talk radio and news commentary programs. Maybe it’s time to get friends who talk about hope and help instead of fear and failure.
Maybe it’s time to go back to the days when you thought you could make it. When you thought you were one of the lucky ones who was going to beat the odds and make something out of yourself.
Your smart friends might tell you that you have your head in the sand, but you know the truth. You just know that what you “know” can hurt you.
Ignorance isn’t just bliss. It’s the secret to staying motivated.