Because there is so much negativity in the world in general, I find that staying positive is getting harder and harder. It’s either that, or it’s always been this way and I am just plain TIRED of working so hard to stay happy.
I think that’s why inconsequential stuff makes me smile. Like this yoga dog.
My saying I work hard to stay happy sorta sounds like I’m alluding to depression. I am not. I’m talking about everyday life. Negativity, in any form, coming from you, directed at you, or even just going on around you offsets positive energy. It’s draining. If one isn’t careful, those negative thoughts and emotions can really get under one’s skin.
In years past, I’d listen to people’s complaints. I’d try to empathize a bit, commiserate, somehow make them feel better, you know, be nice. Lately, I’m discovering that I have less and less patience for that sort of thing. I can’t just “be nice” all of the time anymore. I don’t have patience for Debbie Downer or Wallowing Wendy. Life is too short. And it really does feel like it’s getting shorter.
A four month hiatus and I come back with this wackadoodie post?! LOL.
if I’m being honest, the last four months have been mildly tumultuous in many ways. But things could always be worse. I’m doing my best to stay positive. Life is an adventure. I’ve always said the more twists and turns, hills and valleys, the better the ride. The road can be unpredictable, so I arm myself with a bunch of kind words and smiles, plow through the day doing my piece to keep Negative Nelly in her place, far away from me.