On why my glass is half empty. 

  

I’ve abhorred experiencing those rare moments when I go against my own belief system and begin to see the proverbial glass as ‘half full’. Being optimistic may be the way to be but it isn’t the way made to be followed by everyone. 

No consolation prize for guessing; I’m mostly a pessimistic person. ‘Mostly’. I’m hard wired to be positive.

Why? It’s simple. I’m not the kind of person who takes disappointments well. Things like ‘disappointment’ gets absorbed in my bloodstream quicker than weed does in a perpetual stone head and instantly ruins my mood and faith in people. 

There’s only so many times you can rise up from being crushed down, only so many times you can ignore and let go and only so times you can forgive people. 

Because let’s remove our rose tinted glasses and think about it, from both our brain and heart; loved ones and strangers alike have the ability to bruise our feelings, disappoint us in equal measure. 

It’s a curse to be so sensitive like I am but I’ve learnt that building up a few defences doesn’t hurt. Protecting yourself is a basic human instinct which I should be indulging in, more often. 

After all, you know who you are and what works for you best. It doesn’t matter what the world or the philosophical gurus are telling you to do, or spinning out fancy words and projecting an ideal person that everybody is supposed to be. 

An average human mind is blessed with enough common sense to know that he/she is supposed to have his/her’s own best interest at heart, before anyone else. 

So don’t care if you see your glass as half full, half empty or no glass at all. As far as you know what works for you, you’re going to be okay. I’m going to be okay.

Let’s clink our glasses and toast to that.