How beautiful is life?
The answer to that question depends on a lot of things, not just your outlook.
Good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people. Life is gut-wrenchingly unfair, arbitrary and random. Tomorrow is impossible to predict.
I don’t believe in a lot of things, but what I do believe in is effort. Kindness. Impact. Optimism. Fairness. Good. Curiosity. Honesty. But yes, mostly effort. The drive to be a good person, improve your world and leave no litter behind, figurative or otherwise.
I recently watched a series called The Good Place. It was the first series I watched from start to finish of my own accord. And I loved it. It’s a gem of a series on Netflix that I would recommend to anyone looking for a quirky, feel-good watch.
I don’t believe in dwelling on the negatives. This sometimes means I don’t cry over things that would be perfectly normal to cry over. Maybe I just feel like I used up enough tears in my teenage years …
Joking apart … I have so much I’d like to get out of life, and so much to be happy about. People treat me nicely, my daily life is manageable, I have amazing family and friends, good things on the horizon, and talents that I enjoy using. I couldn’t ask for more.
I will always strive for more, but never expect it.
I find it fun to challenge myself within reason, which may be part of the answer as to why I’ve come so far in my recovery (medicine, too … medicine!), and yes, I’m in a good place. I still have to be so careful, and use my voices as my alarm system. There’s no point in risking any flare-ups.
But for now, I’m going to watch the handball match between Denmark and Argentina.