For the most part I’m a pretty optimistic, happy-go-lucky kind of person, and sometimes I worry if I’m coming off as fake or naive to some people. But then I also think, well f*, if you’re too negative or jaded to see that someone can actually be this genuinely happy, it doesn’t mean I have to bring myself down to your level.
It’s not that I never have bad days, it’s not that I don’t see all the horrible things that go on in this world. I’ve had days where I felt so disappointed and sad, that I could barely get out of bed, but I get up. Sometimes it takes a little longer, sometimes shorter. Despite all of that however, I choose to not dwell in the bottomless pit that only gets deeper if I don’t let go, and instead rise and focus on what I can do to make things a little better every moment. Once you do, you’ll see how magical life can be.