I have had this problem my whole life, honestly one of my best skills is my ability to be cheerful under the worst possible scenarios. I am afraid to admit it but I may have a love of adversity. And I definitely have an aversion for anyone pitying me in any way. And yet pity, and incredulity are what I am getting.
I wonder if having a positive attitude convinces people that your life is easy and then they need to knock you down a little. I hope this is not true. It seems backwards that the whiners get propped up and the people fighting for their life, everyone tries to take a run at. We live in a victim adoring society.
I have a big present out front- it is a dumpster. It carries all the old, worn out past. I have wanted to do this work for years and I am finally doing it and the world can’t wait to bring me down about it. While it is true it looks like Beirut around here , it is a sign of life, forward thinking, hope and a belief in myself.
All of this is hard enough to do, near impossible to pay for and weary to endure. So let me have the simple joy of it.