Optimism is a decision, not a trait.

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Hello, RT Peeps! I really hope that everyone is doing fine.

What I am about to share with you is optimism. But before anything else, I would like to clarify that I am the opposite one.

Honestly, I grew up hating my life because this is not something that I had wish to have.

I am grateful, but not contented.

I almost have everything, but I often end up dissatisfied with the kind of life that I have.

So what gives me the right to speak about optimism, right?

But last night, when I was already resting someone texted me and told me that they were already on roof due to typhoon “Ulysses” which caused the areas to be engulfed by flood.

All homes were soaked in water with mud and I started to cry out of worry.

But you know what this person told me?

What’s with that worry? We are all fine! This person told me that I should be strong and be more thankful to God for they are still alive.

But let’s admit, our loved ones is our “achilles’ heel” that made it hard for us to see and accept the fact that they are suffering so much especially in this time of pandemic and now, facing another catastrophe in our lives.

Looking back, when I was in college I had a thesis about the effects of happy disposition and it seems like this person knows well my study more than I do.

How ironic, right? Seems to be more educated as well ’cause it did not affect this person’s point of view in life no matter how bad life gets and this made me feel more special to have someone who has that kind of thinking…much matured and full of positivity in life!

Now, I can attest that my philosophy professor was right in claiming that the most giving persons on earth were the poor ones.

Simply because they are still willing to share whatever that is left on them because they know how it feels to have nothing.

Sad to say, we need to see the sufferings of others not really to pity on them, but only to help us realize how lucky we are and that, we must be ashamed of God for making a fuss rather than praising him for all the blessings he had given to us.

Of course , I cannot promise to everyone that I would be as positive as this person, but somehow it moved me in choosing to be positive more often than to worry and complain a lot of things.

Just so you know, I became really depressed this month because I was constrained to do what I like. So down that it felt like I was not given a good life ’cause I was like a prisoner in our own house.

But after knowing what this person is going through, unexpectedly it gave me a meaningful message that I would never forget and that is…

Seeing the sufferings of our loved ones serve as an eye-opener on how we look at our own lives. God let us see the suffering of our loved ones to help us appreciate the blessings that was given to us in which we often took for granted.

Kudos to this person for making me realize that I was so wrong the whole time. I just feel suffocated, envy, and too desperate to get all my desires.

Hoping that I was able to give a light to others despite the fact that I am in no position to say these things. Just would like to help especially those who were already losing their faith in God.

It may not be our time, but with patience and right mindset, we will soon get there!

Maybe God has not given my plea all because of my tantrums, lack of faith in Him and most of all, comparing myself too often to anyone.

I am deeply sorry for acting foolish, oh Lord. Hopefully, this will be the starting point of changing my outlook in life that whatever storm we will face, there will always be a silver lining.

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog post and I do hope that you also learned something today. God bless!


If you were able to finish reading my work, what for you is the most annoying thing that has ever happened in your life…but felt guilty after learning the purpose of it?


Me?

Thinking that the worst enemy is my parents ’cause they are so controlling, strict and very conservative.

I’m already 26 years old. Had finished my studies and already working for almost 5 years now. But still they never allowed me to date or to hangout with friends just to travel. It should only be within our area and with a companion as well.

My life was about school and now, all about work since it’s a family business. I never really got a chance to get a normal life nor given too much freedom. And it adds more pain in my heart to be stuck at home due to Covid-19 threat. I became even more paranoid knowing that my life revolves around work and family alone.

That’s how I lived my life. I’ve been deprived for so long that it hurts so much that I never got a chance to have a kind of freedom just like everyone else. It’s true that when I was born, they were already wealthy and so they secured our life too much that sometimes, it became more stressful at home rather than fun.

But after assessing my life, I can proudly say that I am in good hands the moment that I was born. I may be got bullied at school, but never did I had a chance to be drunk and be raped which is too common for teenagers since they are the most gullible and vulnerable one.

Having strict parents is also a blessing ’cause whoever man that will come into your life, you can assure that you will be respected all because of them.

And whatever respect that I am receiving, the credit goes to my parents for molding me into a better person.

Of course, I am still hoping and wishing to grant my prayer and request since I am now matured and old enough. I promise that I would be more careful on whatever decisions that I will make in the future for them to stop worrying.

Now, it’s your turn to share. I am open whatever you want to share with me.

Feel free to comment below!

Gracias!

Author: Zandra L.

A writer and a manager by accident.

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