One of my colleagues at work calls me Pollyanna.
He thinks I’m too positive. He has even jokingly (I hope) said on occasion that my easy-going nature makes him sick.
Maybe I can seem too happy, too nice. But I figure that life is too short to dwell on the bad stuff and I prefer to look on the bright side, whenever I can.
But you have to hope things will get better – you cannot dwell on all the negatives, it will slowly eat you up and leave you a bitter, depressed shell of a person.
I get asked a lot, how do I cope with everything? How do I stay positive?
Well, I can’t handle everything – balls do get dropped, mistakes occur, omissions are made.
But that’s life – you’re never going to be 100% on top of your game all the time. You have to move on, dwelling on failure just makes it that much harder to keep going.
Take yesterday for instance. I woke up in a bad mood. I’ve had a big week, haven’t had enough sleep and felt disappointed because I wasn’t going to be able to get to the school to see Gilbert receive an award as I had planned.
I made myself get up and go for a walk to get rid of the bad mood but that didn’t give me any relief. Listening to my favourites list on my iPod didn’t improve things either and I already had a headache when I arrived at work.
During my work day I felt flat and uninspired and low. I literally could not wait to get out of there. In the end I recognised that it was just one of those days where nothing was going to go right or make me feel any better.
But today is another day and tomorrow is another again. I know I will not wake up every day feeling like this so I choose to try to ride through the rough days, put them behind me and hope to wake up next time in a more positive frame of mind.
Now don’t get me wrong, you know I don’t have a perfect life. I have struggled and continue to struggle – that is the way it will always be.
I am thankful that I am able to choose happiness. I am thankful that I can ride out the rough days. I am thankful that I can find the positives in my life.
I am thankful that some people call me Pollyanna.
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I hate days like that, It’s frustrating to be asked whats wrong and not be able to explain, because there is nothing really wrong, i just got up on the wrong side.
I am glad, that i finally worked up the courage to attend my first bloggers brunch last week.
I am very Grateful to have meet some lovely bloggers and i’m very Thankful to have been invited. 🙂
I’m glad you shared your experience of the Bloggers Brunch Jane – I actually went and registered on the site after reading your initial post about it. Maybe we’ll see each other at one in the future…?
Oh what an inspiring post Kirsty.
Happiness for most of us is always there in some form despite disappointments and detours on the way.
I’m thankful my son sings “I’m sixty and I know it ” – instead of sexy …had to look up the words LOL. It has made me laugh all day.
Oh Trish, that’s fantastic. I wish my kids didn’t know the real words…my son keeps asking me what sex means and shares all the crazy theories that his classmates share with him at school. I really thought that I would have a few more years before I had to deal with that…
Beautiful post Kirsty, I love your Polyanna nature! You are so right, there’s no point dwelling on the negative, what will that achieve?
Thanks Kelly. Admittedly, some days, seeing the good in the bad is much harder than others, but generally it helps me get by without resorting to copious amounts of alcohol!