A lot of people seem
to think I have a somewhat negative attitude toward life in general,
but this is actually quite far from the truth. I have a fairly
positive outlook, to be honest. In fact, I’m usually quite
positive that something is going to happen that’s going to
completely wreck my day. This serves me well in two ways. First, if
such an event does happen, I’m not completely blindsided by it and
can usually cope with the fallout and aftermath easier, and if the
reverse is true, then I’m quite relieved that things are continuing
to go well. It’s win-win.
Sometimes, being
negative isn’t all that horrible. Think about the times where
being negative was actually a good thing, in the case of lab tests or
biopsies. People are usually overjoyed when they find out that a
test for a certain something came back negative, especially when the
test was to confirm something they didn’t particularly want in the
first place.
Look at it this way:
you keep a positive outlook about a certain something you want to
happen in your life. You’re completely stoked about it, all signs
are pointing to yes, this is going to be your moment in the sun, your
moment of glory … and then it crashes and burns around you. Now
how do you feel? Pretty depressed, crushed, almost defeated? Well,
keeping a slight hint of negativity to balance out the euphoric state
of positivity won’t make the low seem so bad, softens the blow a
bit and helps you shrug it off and move to the next thing, and could
even elevate the elation if the thing does indeed come to pass.
I’m not espousing
nihilism, or cynicism … okay, maybe a little bit of cynicism, but
only to maintain the checks and balances that keep our world
functioning. Mix a little Wednesday Addams with Pollyanna and your
life might even seem a bit better for it.
Of that I’m
positive … but I could be wrong.
So, is that why you like me? I'm Wednesday Addams with a glimmer of Pollyanna?
ReplyDeleteThat's one of the reasons, yes.
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