I’m a realist. Which some people may mistake as a pessimist. Is the glass half full, or half empty? I don’t know, but I’ll probably finish my drink before the waiter comes. You know, that kind of thing. I am definitely a worst case scenario kind of person–prepare for the worst, hope for the best.
I think one reason I’m a realist is because I grew up hearing the term “don’t get your hopes up.” I know that may sound negative, but I had a person in my life who constantly let me down. So those who loved me tried to shield me from constant hurt, by teaching me that things don’t always work on like we want them. Good things happen, but so do bad.
When life gives me lemons, I try to make lemonade–sour lemonade sometime, but still lemonade. But let’s be honest. I’ll never be this good:
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