How much does it pay to be the eternal optimist? Is there a positive to seeing the positives?
In a world so full of instant gratification, why do we allow ourselves to get caught up on little things, such as a bad grade or even a bad romance? Why are we so prone to "on-again, off-again" relationships even after being raised on the idea that there are more fish in the sea and more frogs to kiss before finding a prince?
If love is blind, why do we have a "type"?
I start to wonder is my "optimistic" personality is just pessimism in disguise. I feel optimistic about someone, even through the worst of relationships, and I keep giving them chances to change. I wonder how many great opportunities and people I have let go for the sake of getting back in to a drama-filled relationship. Am I really optimistic about this person, or am I pessimistic when it comes to believing any other love is out there for me?
I believe there are plenty of frogs out there left for me to kiss before I find a prince; not everyone gets to have a Cory and Topanga romance. But how many frogs do I even give a chance to if they're "not my type?" Am I being optimistic in that I believe a perfect guy is out there for me, or do I shoot them down before I ever even consider the possibility of love?
In the end, how pessimistic is optimism?
