Glass Half Empty, Half Full, Or No Glass At All?


I may be able to come up with quite a variety of words to describe myself, but ‘optimist’ is not amongst them. I’m a realist. And as a realist, I cannot help having my moments of stifling pessimism, just as I also cannot help having hopes and dreams from time to time. As for that one person of the two who know me in real life and have also been told about this blog – no, I don’t suffer from multiple personality disorder either… Or if I do, the one typing right now certainly has no idea about it. But we’ll go back to that later.

If you believe yourself to be a realist, then most likely you have often been accused of negative thinking and you’ve been labelled a pessimist more times than you can remember. I won’t deny it, I do believe that if anything can go wrong, then most likely it will; but if I were a pessimist, I would say, “then it will”. Of course, I can’t help noticing that if my perfectly functional computer decides to throw a tantrum and crash or if there’s a power cut or if my internet provider suddenly experiences various difficulties, it will always happen just before I manage to click ‘Save’ or ‘Send’ as I’m struggling to meet that impending deadline. So I’ve learnt to accept that technology is not infallible and it bears one striking resemblance to many people: it will let you down just when you need it the most. Of course, if your car is going to get a flat tire while simply being parked in front of your home over night, there’s a very good chance it’ll happen when you’re in a hurry the following day… and the weather will probably be awful, nobody will be there to help you change the damn thing or to give you a ride. But the control freak that I am doesn’t give up, she simply learns her lesson. I save documents and back up my work more often than I like to admit to; I try to leave early enough so I manage not to be too late in case of unexpected impediments. And for this sort of things I get called paranoid, pessimist or negativist!

I have been accused – on more than one occasion – that I see the worst in people. I really don’t – I only notice stereotypical behaviour, I remember past situations involving said individuals and I tend to be quite a good judge of character. I apply the same thought process when it comes to positive aspects, but that generally gets overlooked and dismissed, on the premises that I couldn’t possibly ‘predict’ something good about a person, given my negative tendencies… Overlooked tend to also be all those situations when my ‘negativism’ has led me to accurately ‘predict’ unpleasant outcomes regarding certain endeavours or people… that is, if I’m lucky and I don’t get blamed for the entire course of events – clearly, my opening my big mouth to state the obvious was what caused it all. But, like I said, I tend to learn my lessons and to keep my opinions to myself once in a while – which doesn’t come easy to me – or just be aware I’d have to live with a wide array of unpleasant consequences when I decide to express my thoughts in a less diplomatic fashion.

Yet being a realist who’s seen a fair share of awkwardly unlucky coincidences and being ambitious, stubborn, opinionated and impatient are features that can clash in unpleasant, disappointing, even depressing ways. Overcoming failure becomes difficult. Picking yourself up and trying again and again and again simply because you cannot accept a certain turn of events might start to seem pointless. After all, the realist in you knows what the chances to succeed are. After all, insanity is often defined as doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results (thank you, Einstein, for throwing so many of us in that delightful category). And yet… the stubborn, ambitious person in me cannot settle for less than she thinks she deserves, so she’ll not be able to give up, no matter how depressing that might be. Meanwhile, the impatient one cannot take that drama anymore – she wants what she wants and she wants it now. (Wait, maybe I do have multiple personalities after all… Hmm…) Anyway, the realist that I am needs to rise above and find a way to survive, so I could survive without going insane in more ways than the one described by Mr Einstein (or whoever else people chose to credit for that particular definition).

You reach a point when no matter how fast you think and speak, no matter how ambitious you are, no matter how disappointed you’ve become, no matter how cynical you’ve always been, you need to stop and take a good look at your life for what it actually is, not for what you want it to be. You need to do that not for some metaphysical, impersonal, altruistic, holier-than-thou reason, but only so you wouldn’t sink. We all find our own ways of coping with it, our own solutions. Personally, after several years of taking a break from it, I started writing again, for myself and to myself, the same way I had done for a long time – before any of you say anything, I am well aware this doesn’t bode well for my claim to sanity. But I find it gives me a new perspective, it allows me to see everything in a slightly more objective (dare I say realistic?) light. Later I started this blog and by that time I had reached a sort of balance; this led to that amusing little comment about my personalities – I know it must seem so unlike the blunt, cynical me in real life.

No, I wasn’t trying to pretend to be a different person, a better, nicer or kinder one. I am who I am and I make no apologies for it. I am a realist who is doing her best to see the positive side of her own existence. I try to enjoy what I do have, the beautiful moments, the wonderful people, the special times and the nice things in my life, aside from everything else that drives me crazy, while also driving me to want more for myself. But in order to do that, I need to constantly remind myself it needs to be done – forced positivity is a realist’s self-prescribed medicine – because I am not, nor will I ever be an optimist floating on pick, inspirational clouds surrounded by cuddly unicorns. I find my own kind of satisfaction to keep me going. Sometimes it’s in the books I read, the words I write, the flowers I receive, the moments by the sea, the colours of the sunset, the travelling to various places… and sometimes it’s in that selfish, obnoxious pleasure of knowing I was right and others were wrong in reading a person or a situation… and other times it’s simply in enjoying a pair of obscenely beautiful and expensive shoes I know I probably shouldn’t have bought.


In response to WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge Optimistic.


28 Replies to “Glass Half Empty, Half Full, Or No Glass At All?”

  1. Ok. I’m not kidding… I wrote my comment and before I could post it my computer froze & crashed. So I came back to re-write my comment. (We keep trying…) Which was: Wait! Have you been studying me all my life? I felt like you were writing about me. It was a great read and I really enjoyed it. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being a realist (clearly I’m one), but it’s nice to have optimists around too. About the glass being half full or half empty, isn’t it both?– Ok, now I’m hitting the “post comment” button and hoping nothing crashes. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. It’s such a pleasure to meet a fellow realist 🙂 Well put, the glass is half empty and half full, both at the same time. It was more than half full this time, the “post comment” button actually did its job (hopefully your computer didn’t crash right after) 😉 .

      Liked by 1 person

    1. I couldn’t agree more. No matter what we do or how we behave, there will always be people to attach a negative connotation to our deeds and an unpleasant label to who we are. We only need to be true to ourselves.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. I reread your paragraph about stopping to examine yourself in reality and your comment about why you started writing again. I am more often accused of being the optimist when most find a situation hopeless. I feel that if I look at the upside, and even in the most dire circumstances there is an upsideeven if it’s hidden, then I feel good. We live in the moment whether we realize it or not so it’s up to us to live each moment well.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. We need to find our own way to deal with challenging situations, to discover what works for us and our personality. But as long as we have something and/or someone to motivate us, to keep us going, I think we can make it. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  3. You’ve reminded me that I meant to write about being a realistic optimist when I saw this week’s challenge. I forgot and wrote about snowdrops instead. I agree with you that we’re open to accusations of negativity, but research shows realism can be very helpful.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I was very close to approaching the subject differently as well :-). I must admit, I haven’t read the research, but I can see why realism would be a helpful tool when dealing with various situations, setting goals and then managing and coping with the results, whichever they may be.

      Liked by 1 person

    1. Thanks, Yvette ❤ ! I just couldn't not mention the shoes 😉 .
      This post was a long time overdue, yet I kept postponing writing it. But this weeks topic was the nudge I needed, it seems 😉 .
      I loved the roses too, they were delivered on Christmas Eve – such a great surprise!

      Liked by 1 person

  4. I think everyone has their moments of half empty and half full….depending on the situation, how you feel at the time and maybe even who you have to deal with, but overall I like to think of myself as a half full type of person, of course that can be a matter of opinion when you ask people that I know! 😊

    Liked by 1 person

    1. We’re not robots, it’s only normal our state of mind oscillate and be influenced by that and those we have to deal with 🙂 . But it seems those around us occasionally perceive it very differently, not at all the way we feel it 😉 .

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s