Optimism

Ale and I were talking about our relationship one day.

He asked me why I wasn't an optimist.

Here is the sad truth: I don't think I can afford optimism.

It is somehow easier for me to live in the unhappiness of always expecting the worst, than to believe everything is ok - everything is great, and then have that shown to me as a delusion. That almost killed me once, and I don't think I can live through it again.

I think I need to look really hard at this. This is not something I care to teach my little boy.

"An optimist will tell you the glass is half-full; the pessimist, half-empty; and the engineer will tell you the glass is twice the size it needs to be.”