Okay, so it seems I have developed a severe case of ocular rectosis, which as we all know is the fancy name for a shitty outlook on life. Lately, though, even the cynic in me wants me to lighten up. Which is ironic, since he's the one who made me this way in the first place.
Just how do I go about this magical transformation, you're supposed to be wondering. So if you're not, please do... nnnnnNOW!
Well, the first step was to accept that lousy things don't happen to me. They just don't. Lousy things sometimes happen in my presence, I may intercept one from time to time, and very occasionally I may even be the (cough) cause. At their worst, lousy things only happen at me. Any damage they may do to my body is unfortunate, but heals; the decision to let them damage my soul was mine alone, and it does not get better on its own.
I've decided that if they won't like me the least they can do is remember me. Since the cure for negative is positive, the next negative person I meet I'm going to stun them with positivity. Not only will I not have to poison myself by reacting to them negatively, maybe knowing that some stranger cares more about them than they do about themselves can do more than just aid me in my recovery.
Pretty high-flown stuff, I'll admit. Really, though, that's all I want from the world: a little less lousy.
All true. My turning point was deciding that I was not going to wait until I had a man to build a happy life. I worked at it for a couple years, got really happy and while out enjoying my life I attracted a wonderful man.... and I was happy for years leading up to that meeting. Really happy, not just acting happy so as to be more attractive.... Happy!
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