And I know it. Dammit.
Tell me I can’t do something and I will do it.
Tell me I can’t have it and I’ll get it.
It takes every ounce of my self-control (of which I don’t have much) to overcome the temptation to prove that someone is wrong about me and what I can or cannot do.
You’d think I’d learn by now, I mean I’m over 40. But I just accept this about me. I can’t help myself.
I need to prove people wrong.
Reverse psychology works on me. I’d dare you to try it, but then… you might and who knows where I’d end up. big sigh