Long Cardigan – Cecico  //  Sequined Top – Potter’s Pot  //  Waterfall Necklace – c/o Atterley Road  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Threadsence

I don’t think so.  I’m not much into positive thinking.  In fact, it kind of drives me up the wall.  Why ignore the reality in the faint hope that it’ll change.  I’m not really a pessimist – despite people who think I always think of the worst case scenario.  As much as I try to be jaded and cynical I fail, as a friend pointed out to me over drinks. So, label me a realist.  And that means that sometimes you’re not a happy-go-lucky person.  It means that when the circumstances suck, you acknowledge that they do, and you feel crappy about them.

I personally don’t think there’s a problem with that.  Yes dwelling is not good, or exaggerating things, or spiraling down into depression.   But I see nothing wrong with being sad, or angry, or frustrated over a certain set of circumstances.  Every feeling has a certain benefit to it.

To put it another way:

You’re standing and you suddenly look up to see a piano falling down on you.  The pessimist despairs and sees no way out, and is crushed.  The optimist thinks she’ll be okay, or that it will miss her, and is crushed.  The realist sees it, feels the danger and fear, and moves out of the way.  Then, if you’re me, goes and finds out who the hell threw a piano!?

*Here endeth the lesson*

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