This is how I've felt the past few days.

I've had to avoid the blog in order to keep from posting anything negative. Although I guess this counts as negative.

Oh well.

This isn't working anyway.

Teeny Baby Bats

This is EXACTLY what I'm trying to do.

Now how do I do that trick with the q-tip? I guess that's the whole point of this blog. It doesn't belittle me about my body so much as the rest of my life, though... choices I've had to make.

I have too many regrets in my closet.

True, but it sucks sometimes

The Happiest Elephant

Now a Bridesmaid

Okay... today is easy.

My friend from college, whom I haven't seen in ~6 years, is getting married. She's living her dream in Japan as a teacher, and her fiance is a sweet, cute Japanese who likes practicing his English on Facebook. She asked me to be a bridesmaid.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Basically, I'm a pessimist. A horrible one. Tell me anything, any situation, event, passion, plan, anything... and I'll find the bad side. Almost instantly. I will find the "bad" tradeoff to the most happy of circumstances. This incredible ability has made my life incredibly depressing.

I want to stop, but I don't know how.

So this is the embodiment of my husband's suggestion. I have to purposely think up happy stuff. I am to write something positive, every day, until it becomes a habit to think up positive things.

I don't think it will work, but I have to do something.