Negativity

Negativity is really disgusting.

I’m not saying that being overly optimistic about everything is necessary. I know being a realistic is important. But when you find a way to spin everything to be because there is a personal vendetta against you, it can get old very quickly.

Bad things happen. Can you imagine how boring life would be if everything just went right the first time? We wouldn’t appreciate anything!

What do you say to a person who bitches about the minutia in everyday life? It’s exhausting to constantly remind them to look on the bright side. I’m using everything in me to remain positive. I can’t take anymore. It’s killing my vibe.

Life is good! So much of the everyday disaster we give to ourselves. It makes it terrifying to think of what will happen when something really big hits. I hate minimizing, I know everyone has their own battles. But when you are outwardly complaining every minute of everyday about how the world is out to get you, I reach a point where there’s no more I can say or do.

I know it’s always a maturity thing that comes with time. Growing up my mom would always be reminding me to pick my battles and not carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. She bought me so many random things that had the serenity prayer on it. To this day is hangs next to the door of my apartment, so I can be reminded everyday.

Serenity prayer, yo.

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

and the Wisdom to know the difference.”