I need to be more pessimistic. Maybe then things will work out.
I find that the more I fear something will happen, the less likely it is that it will. There seems to be this direct correlation between negative energy and positive outcomes for me. The last time I really dreaded something, it didn’t happen. It almost did, but there was some lame-ass excuse for why it didn‘t. And I got this peaceful feeling as though I’d just dodged a bullet. I thanked God for my negative thinking and my pessimistic approach to life. And I thanked God for lame-ass excuses.
My mother once said to me, “Usually your greatest fears never come true.”
I think what she means is that I need to have bad thoughts more often.
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