Choices, Which Way Turn Right?

“Every test in our life makes us bitter or better, every problem comes to break us or make us. The choice is ours whether we become victim or victor.” Anonymous

For as long as I can remember I have always made choices in haste. The results on the better part of the percentage was that it was the choice. Those wrong choices caused me to spend unnecessary time and effort working to correct them.

Try as I might I have leaned towards the pessimistic side of every equation. I could blame it on my upbringing, maybe low self-esteem, but it was a matter that being a pessimist looked to be easier, the safest bet to make. The other side being a optimist looked like it would need hard work if I chose going in that direction. I can look back and say was I wanted the easy way out.

I have been asking the question lately, could it be a part of fighting as a bi-polar mindset. Here is some of the research I found:


When to be concerned: With depressive pessimism, the negativity a person experiences is exaggerated compared to the reality of the situation. In fact, pessimistic thinking often precedes any specific event. A person may simply think: It’s going to be another bad day.

The negative viewpoint may not be limited to a person’s external perception of the world; it can also be turned inward onto themselves. Someone who is depressed might think thoughts like, No one likes me.

This negativity may also pervade a person’s self-concept or sense of their abilities. For instance, they may look at a Help Wanted ad and think: There’s no point in applying for that job—I would never get it.

When someone is depressed their perspective on how the world is, as well as who they are, is impaired by negative, often critical, patterns of thought. They may not be able to see (let alone feel) that they have good things in life to look forward to, that people who know them like and care about them, and that they are a capable person who has much to offer.”

It looks like I am not alone in my thinking about pessimism and bipolar are linked together. Now, not everyone who is pessimistic is bipolar. That diagnosis is for a clinician to decide.

I am writing this post for it was a subject I wanted to explore. I am not a doctor, psychiatrist, I will leave it at this.

So dear reader what are your thoughts about this issue?

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Giving A Different Perception


The greatest tragedy for any human being is going through their entire lives believing the only perspective that matters is their own. – Doug Baldwin Perspective

The old idiom says, “…till you walk a mile in my shoes”.  Maybe that sounds quaint but it really says a lot.

I have learned that criticizing someone is so easy.  Words gush out of the mouth before the brain is engaged.  I try very hard to put myself in other’s situation.  I ask myself what would I do if I faced the same thing.

Sometimes I find myself looking back towards the human history.  It is the same thing for me facing this critical time in the world.

Growing up I had a perception of polio.  Why, I had an aunt who contracted polio which caused her to limp.

In high school history the Spanish Flu of 1917-18 how it killed millions.  History tells us that people were totally afraid of coming down with it. So afraid they boarded up their windows, locked themselves in their homes.  Some reports in Britain says on some streets every home on it had experienced of someone dying from the flu.

I think I understand those who are in the millennial era their fear.  Recent history the world has faced SARS, MERS, H1N1, and the most feared one was the outbreak of the Ebola virus.

I look back at my own history where I have faced being a  quadriplegic after a motor bike accident, several hospitalization with pneumonia, and one case of Sepsis (infection enters the blood stream).  The latter caused me from what I was told like someone with dementia.

I am not sure who said this, “be thankful there probably someone else is in a worse situation”.  I truly believe that.

So, I would encourage you dear reader to try to look at this crisis with a different perception!



There are lots of things, including changing the kind of inner dialog, that can mitigate anxiety. And yes, there are people who have the glass half full and glass half empty, and I’m afraid the glass is going to break and I’ll cut myself on the shards. Scott Stossel

Just imagine a young man who thought he had the tiger by the tail, that the world was his’ oyster.  A world where there was a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow.  That young man use to be me.

I am not quite sure where that young man went, it seems he gradually just faded away.  In his place was a man that felt like the whole world had went black.  Each hurt, disappointment, promises not kept, each one caused that young man to wither little by little.

It wasn’t noticeable, the change was undetectable.  Yes, I had very good days that morphed into just good days, then not so good, until it was a struggle to get up and look at the sunshine.

Eventually a total collapse, the will to fight had vanished.  There didn’t seem to be an answer, tired of just breathing, fed up with trying to put a smile on my face.  Every joint, fiber, my total being  feeling like total defeat.  Then the frustration led me to the overdose with sleeping pills.  That was early nineties, it seems like a century ago.

Life seemed to deal blow after blow, this young man found himself being admitted to the Mental Health Ward not once but several times.

Now, today’s older man is stable, and I must admit I still have some black days.  Fighting extreme pain day after day wears on me.  I am thankful for the support I know is there if I really need it.  Thankful for the medications I take that brings me balance in my mind.

So, onward I trudge forward for I do not want to go backwards!