Positivity...No.

Fuck off...In the nicest possible way, of course
In the nicest possible way, of course....

Listen, I'm generally pretty upbeat. I can find a positive in most situations. I've always considered myself an optimistic realist - I try to see things as they are, but in the best light possible.

However, this boulder that's been thrown into the pond of my life has got me all kinds of fucked up. And seeing the statistics on this particular kind of cancer does not help.

I'm going to be angry.

I'm going to be sad.

I'm most likely going to get depressed.

I'm going to be disappointed.

I'm going to feel a lot of "negative" emotions.

How do I know?

Because I'm HUMAN. 

And I've already felt a lot of them since I got my diagnosis. Hell, I've felt a lot of these at different points in my life.

All of these emotions are NORMAL and NATURAL and HEALTHY.

I am going to feel them, and that's okay.

So, please, if I post something that's not all sunshine and rainbows and unicorn farts, please don't remind me to look at the bright side.

I know there's a bright side. There's always a bright side.

But the darkness is not a bad place. You can't appreciate the darkness without light. And you can't appreciate light without the darkness.

Seeds sprout in darkness. Our dreams are born in darkness. Life starts in darkness.

And death is just another journey.

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  1. AngoramanagementAugust 16, 2024 at 3:14 PM

    I'm going to need to hear more about these unicorn farts. Recovery will be a bitch but I feel like focusing on all the ways unicorns break wind might help. Still may be toxic... but at least not toxic positivity.

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