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Pessimism Sucks

You know, everything in your life could get worse. Megaworse. The “Holy shit my world just ended” worse kind of worse.

Could happen.

Or not.

Listen to yourself when you think like this.

What’s the upside to thinking everything will get worse? You won’t be as disappointed when life does suck? You’re going to “protect” yourself by not getting your hopes up? “I could be miserable 20% of the time, so why not make myself miserable for 70% of the time and then it won’t suck so much.” Works, except for the fact that this kind of math sucks. And that attitude.

See, you get to decide how your life goes, by the very attitude and vibration that emanates from you. In essence, you get to choose brilliance or suck. And so why are you choosing suck?

A few years ago, I wrote a post called “A Party or a Funeral: Your Choice” and said this:

“We see what we want to see in photos, and in this world. If the world is a dark and ugly place in our minds, then we see that reflected in photos. If we choose to believe in the good around us and we find inspiration in the everyday nobility of effort, in the commonplace heroism of a CrossFit gym, then life becomes a celebration of the indomitability of the human spirit. It becomes a place to try and learn and try again. And have fun doing so.

Every day, in so many ways, you’re choosing whether you’re going to a party or a funeral. I’m going to a party. It’s not perfect and we drop things and spill stuff and sometimes use words not fit for polite company, but it’s a lot better than sitting at home, bitching about what this life lacks, drugging yourself with food, numbing your mind with crap, and waiting to die. If you want to join us, open the doors to CrossFit and walk in. We’re alive. And this party has only started.”

The only thing I would change about that piece?  I would say you need to open the doors to not just CrossFit, but open the doors to your mind. Hell, blow the doors off your mind. Party or funeral. Decide.

 

 

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