Another realist checking in. I use to be the world’s worst pestimist, always regretting the past and worrying about the future. I finally realized that there are only two types of situations: Those you can control and those you can’t. I was always worrying about this I couldn’t control. Hey, it either will or won’t happen and when it does, I’ll deal with it.
A half-empty glass can still be drunk and refilled, you know.
I’m an optimist.
As darkly as I see things sometimes, I can’t help but be a hope addict.
When the glass is half empty it is time to order the next Guinness!
I am a realist, with optimistic tendencies. When I’m up to my armpits in alligators, I can usually see that this, too will pass, and look beyond the current sucky situation. Usually.
Well…I’m a cynical realist…so I’d probally say that the glass is probally neither, since it would be nearly impossible to measure out the exact amount to fill the glass halfway.
I’m optimistic for other people, but a real pessimist when it comes to myself…erm does that make sense?
Probably explains why people like to come to me for help with their problems. And why I never seem to be able to get over any of my own.
Just thinking aloud here.
I think I can exert some minor influence on my future. I have to be an optimist so I can give myself something to look forward to.