I know I’ve ranted about this before, but it seems like the sickening endemic is still rampantly online, (and offline as well!) here in 2018 and it’s maybe even worse than before…so I am going to share my thoughts.
Humans find negativity unattractive. They see it as a disease. Part of that is biological and it certainly has its place. My rant of disgust is not about the obvious and natural aversion to anything bad: pain, drama, unhappiness–but our deeper, and more over-the-top reactions to every little negative droplet that comes into the happy bubble.
I bear the burden of being someone who is openly and unabashedly cautious, negative, cynical, and talks about unhappiness as if it were any other mood we brag about being: thrilled, tired, optimistic. I feel negative emotion more often than not, and I don’t mind talking about it. I allow myself to feel it and I don’t add a disclaimer, like “…but even though things are rough I’m looking on the bright side!” Goddammit, sometimes there IS no bright side. Sometimes things suck, wholeheartedly, and there is nothing good about it, but you’re branded a pariah in today’s world if you dare say aloud that hope is foolish. THANKS OBAMA
It’s like dieting and the apologies people make for their current body. “I am not happy with my weight but I’m working on it!” Like dude, just let the statement stand on its own. I am not happy with my body. Just focus on that. Segment it. The constant need to drag a safety net around is exhausting. And I don’t even do it, I just deal with it. “Finances are tight but we’re hoping for a turnaround this quarter!” “I will push through this bout of depression and feel like myself again.”