I’m a positive person and always have been. I choose to see the good side in every bad situation. I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I don’t believe it’s a speedy train that is going to kill us all. And when it’s too dark, I choose to be the light at the end of the tunnel.
My friends say I remind them of Joy from the movie, Inside Out, and I don’t disagree. To tell you the truth, I enjoy my ability to look at the bright side when others believe there is no bright side. I like being able to see hope amidst despair even if deep down, I feel that there is nothing to be hopeful about. Others call my positive attitude naivety. I call it resilience.
Every day, numerous blessings are taken for granted, but I’m proud to say that I’ve never taken anything for granted. Maybe this is why I’m the happy person that you see and wonder what is she so happy about? At stormy nights, when I hear the rain and the fierce wind howling out there, I’m grateful for the warm bed and for the roof over my head. It sounds little but it’s not so little at all. If feeling happy for the little things is called naivety, then I’m so proud to be naïve.
My positive personality is one of the things I’m most grateful for nowadays with the coronavirus crisis causing misery to the happiest of souls. Being positive doesn’t mean I underestimate the danger. It doesn’t mean I don’t know the facts. It doesn’t mean I don’t know how serious this is.
I prefer to see the world through rose-tinted glasses. Being able to write this article means I’m so lucky. If you’re able to read this, it means you’re luckier than you think. You’re okay. You’re breathing. I see a lot of people complaining that they are locked at home. I understand the frustration. But if you’re at home, feeling okay, with your loved ones, then you should be grateful. Maybe, I’m not so bothered by being locked at home because I’m an introvert. Still, I feel safe. I have food to eat. Why shouldn’t I be grateful?
I believe during times of crisis, feeling helpless makes you vulnerable. If you feel that we’re all going to die, then what’s the point of anything? Staying calm makes all the difference. Let me tell you what I believe. Let me show you what I see with my rose-tinted glasses. Let me walk you through and show you the world after the coronavirus. You need to trust me on this one. This too shall pass. I don’t know when. I don’t know how. But I know that it will go away like many pandemics have come and gone before.
Do I believe the coronavirus might kill me as well? Yes, sometimes, I do. But today I’m writing about my hopes not my fears. Because like you, I do have fears. I’ve already told you that being positive doesn’t mean I fail to see the truth. Hope means that you do your best to stay safe. Hope means that you take care of your loved ones. Hope means scientists are busy in their labs trying to come up with a new vaccine. They’re not saying what is the point? The will to live is the number one reason we’re all here today. All the odds at some point in time told someone out there to give up but they chose not to. This is what I’m asking all the disappointed and depressed people out there to do. I want you to imagine the world after the coronavirus. Imagine yourself drinking the first cup of coffee outside your house or imagine yourself singing in the rain. To survive the coronavirus, I think it’s very important to look beyond it, to imagine yourself in a different place and time, to rise above this difficulty. In this battle, seeing the bright side is not a luxury. It’s a must. It will be over, I promise. You hang in there. One day, the much-feared coronavirus will be history.