On Being Positive

I was always a positive person. Though it doesn't show much in my personality. I always have a way of believing things will happen and things will go in our favor. Just do your job, believe and see all your heart's desires unfold in front of you. I am that person... until I'm not (I'm beginning to think I'm a pessimist with my A-Z plans).

I went away with my family to this foreign land, bringing all my positive aura that this is the way for me. As I am almost here for a year, I fear that my happy pills are almost done. Negativity, depression and sadness slowly creeping towards me. I don't have any idea how to shook them away. I don't have a job, my family visa didn't got approved, meaning I need to find a job or I'll be deployed back. I feel like everything's falling apart. How do I turn this around. I have no fuckin idea.

But as I had this conversation with my cousin, I felt a little better. She gave me words of encouragement, but I think the best part was when I asked her, what her plans are. She answered with a question, "Plans?", as if the word was of foreign language she didn't understand. And as I expand my question about her plans in life. She answered that she'll save up (cause that's what she is currently doing) and then go with what God plans. I was so in control of my life that I fotgot there is someone greater to do all that for me. I just have to do my part and that's it.

I think that's what I am going to do. Also, she reminded me of everything I have, and how blessed I am to have those. I have my best friends and family, and I think everything else will follow and fall into place.


"If you think you're going crazy. Just inhale, exhale then smile. And repeat. It works" -Ren

Thank youuu ate Ren! I owe you :)