I got told one time that I view the world through rose-colored glasses. I didn’t take offense to it, because it is true. I do try to have a positive outlook on the world around me. I was, however, hurt by the way they said it. The words spoken to me as if I was just naive and “unworldly”, or that I was living in some delusional fairy tale world full of rainbows and unicorns. I am far from delusional and have been around the block a time or two.
I know how the world operates, and how people treat other beings badly. I have cried my fair share of tears in this lifetime, so I am familiar with the negativity and ugliness that exist in the world. I just choose to look for the positive in situations, I choose to believe in the goodness of others, I choose to imagine a world that people look after each other and attempt to wish it into being.
I love too much. I trust too blindly. I help too often. These things often backfire on me, and I get hurt in the process, but I refuse to give them up. What if me loving deeply allows someone to learn to love themselves? What if me trusting someone allows them to believe in a better version of themselves? What if my helping someone with a little thing allows someone to receive help they desperately need in a life or death situation? I refuse to give these things up, because even though I may not see the change, or benefit from the change, I could be the change. This world needs change.
And I feel good in rose-colored glasses!