Negativity blinds even the most Optimistic of Us.

I am back and it has been too long. I was having a hard time finding inspiration. You know the days where everything that can go wrong does and will? That was my Sunday. I must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed. There was nothing I could do to put myself in a good mood. I got to the point where in the very beginning of the day I wanted to delete a TON of people off of my Facebook. Okay I know that Facebook is just a website. But in a sense deleting people off Facebook is significant because it means you do not want those people in your life. I already keep a limited amount of people on my page as my friend. I do not feel the need to keep people involved in my life if they were not nice to me in the past? This helps to minimize drama. First I was mad at all my friends. Then I dropped the milk and it spilled all over me, my car, my porch, etc. I could not make lemonade for my guests because I did not have a pitcher. I found a pitcher and it did not have a lid. I also needed it to put the milk in so it would stop leaking. By noon I just wanted the day to be over because it was not my day. I am not complaining. This is just how I felt on that particular day. I was talking to a friend of mine about this. He reminded that by letting things get to me was making me stay in a negative mood. I knew this was true and although I am normally optimistic to a fault I was having difficulty in finding the light of the day. Every situation that I encountered only continued to put me in a bad mood. Monday I had to miss my first class because I was sick. I had nausea and could not stop throwing up. I know this is sick but it is natural. It happens to the best of us...some more than others. Tuesday my week was turning around. My optimism was beginning to build back up. I could not figure out why I was such a negative nelly on Sunday. I knew I was sick all day Monday but that, as sad as it is, I am used to. Being sick and throwing up does not bother me. I have done it enough that it is what it is. I know that I will be sick one day and be perfectly fine the next day. On Tuesday I realized that the most difficult decision that I made was whether to walk or ride my bike for exercise. When that is my most difficult decision I know I am in good shape. I know I am more fortunate than A LOT of people. I know that I am blessed with a house and always have food to eat. I know that as long as I keep communication going with God that I am covered. This is the tough lesson that I learned on Sunday that I will probably keep learning. Everyone has bad days and sometimes everything that happens seems like the worse possible thing. My optimism level had depleted and the only way I could refill it was by taking a breath. When I am having a bad day my family is there for me. They picked me up and my optimism level began to replenish. When I went for my walk on Tuesday I thought a lot about Sunday and how I thought it was the worse possible day. I thought about how angry I was with some of my friends because I felt like I was being ignored. This is a pet peeve of mine. I do not do well with people playing games. JUST BE HONEST WITH ME PEOPLE! I thought about the milk spilling. At which point I almost literally cried over spilled milk. I thought about how I was almost unable to make lemonade. These are all the smallest problems that I let get to me for a reason. I never said I was perfect. My advice? When you think you are having a bad day. When nothing seems to be going your way.Stop. Take a breath. Think about the things that are upsetting you. They really may not be as big of a problem as you think you are. Do not let negativity blind you because that is probably the Devil. Thank you for reading.