How Being Positive Kept Me Going

I thank all those who have believed in me 1. even if they didn't know me entirely, 2. even if they didn't know my struggles and 3. even if the sun refused to shine.

Being into the process of growing up real time, it's a bit confusing to have all there is to absorb. And like a cotton, at an event of absorbing too much of all breaks it. Twenty one years old should mean traveling the world and discovering places and eating all kinds of pizza and sleeping under the stars. And not worrying about work, buying the groceries and injecting a generous amount of caffeine. But reality stirs at what I should be doing, not with what I want to be doing. Supposedly so, I could do so much more and be free and happy and whatnot. But I guess, I should make money first and be stable at my job and fulfill all the mandate of society and help my family and get myself a nice house and a luxury car before I could go and walk through the days of merriment.

I surmise the possibility of working. It's just like schooling, they say. You're being paid, though, from your effort of getting your duties done, and not the other way around. But the thing is, school pressure is way way different than work pressure. You get to be evaluated for your work and once you don't get the job done, you're either paid less or consulted for termination. But I don't know, my leaves are still sprouting from its branches and I don't have the right to bark lol bad joke.

I'm currently one month old from my first legit work and there's too much of the adversities already. But hey, It's normal. Being a newbie, I've experienced giving up. Too soon, huh? I guess everybody gets to travel bumpy roads at first, before actually hitting the main road.

There's always gonna be a first time syndrome; wether it's painful or overwhelming, you're always put to the center of experiencing it so you'll get used to it the next time around. Hopefully, I'm going to tolerate the first burns and scars. Assumptively, I can.

Anyways, back in the days of me being strong and defying hardships, it was easy. But there are days when I don't have to be strong and just be the underdog. True enough, I held on to the latter and tada, here I am, negative and frail.

Giving up is never my vocabulary. But every now and then, I think of letting go of the rope. Thanks to friends and the all-positive people around that gets me into the pace of going forward. So much for my long rant here, I conclude that being positive really is one of the main ingredients to an excellent attitude.

The good thing about being positive is, all the negative energies that'll be coming and going decreases. I watched a documentary about the Law of Attraction and it speaks entirely of believing so I guess I have to trust the power of the universe.

I believe, no company in the world accepts a person who doesn't believe in his or her skills. I am that person who thinks I can't get things right.

Positivity. Of which I lack. Of which I badly need. Of which I should be possessing. That which keeps me going right now so I really have to keep myself on striving for more.

I believe I can make more money. I believe I can be stable. I believe I can please the society. I believe I can make my family happy. I believe I can buy myself a mansion and a Lamborghini.

So much for wishful thinking, but for now, I believe I can make a sale.

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