I wanna tell you a little secret. I have never had that voice. I have a voice that just asks why. All. The. Time. Why are things the way they are? Why are people unhappy? Why are people happy? Why can’t I figure out what I want in life? It’s not negative, but it doesn’t have any answers either.
I wonder where my voice comes from because I think the negative voice comes from our culture and our upbringing. But our culture teaches us to accept authority. And I’ve just never been very good at that.