Not all that long ago, I was told by a co-worker, in so many words, that my positivity is “too much” for him.
“I don’t need you to be so positive around me,” he said.
I was almost speechless for a minute; “for YOU?” I said.
“Yeah, I don’t need that kind of thing.” Was his reply.
I wanted to laugh. Did he really think my typically upbeat demeanor and tendency to focus on the positive was FOR HIM?
It was almost like his self-absorbed thought process couldn’t comprehend that my personality and related behavior is for ME and not HIM.
I have always been a pretty positive person, but after my husband ended his life, I had to work a little harder at that. After all this time though, it’s not my second nature; it is just my default setting.
It’s who I am.
Don’t get me wrong, I have my down days, but more often than not, I choose to focus on my blessings. I choose happiness, and I like sharing that with others.
It didn’t occur to me that there are people out there who are actually repelled by that.
They don’t want to be happy themselves, and they certainly don’t want to be around those who are.
But that’s just too bad.
This is who I am, and if that’s too much, that’s on you, dude.
Don’t worry – I won’t bombard him with my happiness, my joy. I won’t go out of my way to make this poor guy🙄 uncomfortable.
But I will not hide it either.
It took far too much for me to arrive at this point.
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