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.
Don’t bring me down.