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Breathing Underwater

it's not pleasant, but I never drown

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Breathing Underwater

Would you believe me if I said I work best in bad circumstance? Well it's true. I guess when you get thrown underwater so many times, you get better at swimming, so when you're left behind in the flood you can make the best of your disaster.

However, being an optimist has its downside. I always thought it was this rare gift-- the fact that I could bounce back from a bad situation-- but I am wondering if I'm unintentionally attracting negative relationships.

You see:

I feel like I'm in a game of hopscotch at times-- when someone comes into my life, they throw the rock-- sometimes the rock falls in my square, but lately it feels like the rock is aiming for the line; and I have no idea if they have bad aim, or if they're indecisive. Do they want me? A square next to me? Or even worse, are they trying to play two squares at once?

I used to hate being single, but now I'm beginning to really appreciate being alone.

It's as if I'm getting to the point where I can breathe under water: it's not pleasant, but I never drown. I get a thrill from breathing normal oxygen, when for most people that's a given. I guess, sometimes, the problem with being an optimist is you accept so much, you don't even realize you deserve more.

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