Thursday, July 29, 2010

Your Advice, My Problem

Listen, dude.  I really like your advice.  In fact, it’s the best advice I’ve heard on the matter.  It is exactly what I should do.  The problem is that it’s your advice.  You came up with the idea.  It’s not that I don’t like you.  I do like you.  You’re a good friend, but I just can’t use your advice.  You see, I’ve got this thing.  I have to come up with my own ideas.  I have to figure out how to solve my own problems.  If I just do what someone else tells me it feels like cheating.  Cheating at life.

What?

I’m not sure exactly when it happened, but I got this idea in my head that I had to be the one to figure everything out.  I don’t mean that I have to go trying to solve all of the world’s problems.  I know I’ll never do that.  I do feel like I should be able to solve all of my own problems, however.  It’s my life and it’s my responsibility to fix what needs fixing.  If I take someone else’s advice it feels like plagiarism.  Plagiarism of life.

What?

Yeah, it’s stupid.  I know.  I’m working on it.  There are lots of people out there who are smarter than me who have already solved the problems I’m dealing with.  I should take their advice.  I should plagiarize their life.  I’m trying but I’m not very good at it.  I’m getting better, I promise.

Don’t be offended if I don’t take your advice.  It’s not you, it’s me.

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