#weekendcoffeeshare: Optimist, Pessimist, Realist

#weekendcoffeeshare: Optimist, Pessimist, Realist

The weather is getting nippy outside here in the northern hemisphere. Up in Canada and throughout the northern states of the U.S. there is snow covering the landscape. Here where I live there has only been cold rain, although that could change at any time now. Recently, I bought some cinnamon herbal tea, which has a delectable aroma as well as a scrumptious flavor. It’s fabulous for this time of year.

Yes, I know, many people, including writers, want coffee. It stimulates the creative juices. It gets those fingers working like Trojans on the keyboard. I’d drink it myself except it has a tendency to give me the jitters these days.

So… while you may be drinking your mug of coffee, I will enjoy my cinnamon tea today while we discuss optimism, pessimism, and realism as it applies to people’s general nature.


As a kid, I think I was an optimist. Despite the family money coming down to twelve dollars at the end of the month — if we were lucky — I always felt that tomorrow would bring something stupendous for me. Often it didn’t happen that way but neither were there many days when things were downright horrid either. Maybe it was a case of I didn’t expect all that much from my life on a daily basis. Or maybe it was just that I had everything I needed and the wants were forgotten so easily.

Were you an optimist as a child? Are you an optimist now?

Everything changed when I had the stroke that summer right out of high school — naturally. Anything to mess up my life more. Looking to the future at first was just horrendous. The future, when I tried to think about it was full of doom as far as I could see. Every little step I made forward I perceived as a small miracle. I became one of those people who prepared for the worst every single time and was astonished when something positive happened. My reasoning was that if I was prepared for the worst and it happened, it wouldn’t throw me for a loop. I’d just handle it, maybe not with a smile but at least with a little confidence. I became exactly the opposite of what I was as a child. I chose to be a pessimist. It worked well for me for several years. I ended up with more than my share of pleasant surprises.

Are you a pessimist?

It’s only been recently that my general nature towards life has made another shift, a shift that now I wonder why I did not make before. Maybe some of that wisdom that supposedly comes with age has finally sprinkled down on me. My life is not as exciting as it once was. In fact, most days are rather tedious, almost to the point of being colorless — just various shades of gray. Yet, it’s because of this very fact that I am more in tune with the small diversions in this world that I used to pass over without a thought, both the good ones and the bad ones. I realize now I’ve been missing out on some of the lessons I could have learned from the experiences I have had. Life is a  mishmash of encounters, the good and the bad. Yet, this is just how we look at all of these incidences. Are some good and some bad? Or is it just our perception of these events in our lives. Each one has a purpose whether we realize it or not.

I have become a realist.

Have you come to this place in your life yet?


“It isn’t what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about it.”
Dale Carnegie, How to Win Friends and Influence People


16 thoughts on “#weekendcoffeeshare: Optimist, Pessimist, Realist

  1. This is one of the best articles you’ve written here, Glynis. Well constructed, perceptive, and wise, you’ve given a world class assessment of what it means to grow up and grasp the essential parts of life. I’m all over the place in outlook depending on the events at the moment, but you’ve found yourself and are moving forward. I’m very impressed. Stay on the path.

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    1. I agree with Sharon. This really is a very well-constructed outlook on life, about how it can change over time.

      I don’t drink coffee or tea and take no stimulants to perk me up each day. For me, it’s wake up and go and I’m very much a realist. At the end you mentioned life has become tedious. For me that would mean being stuck in a routine where I don’t feel a sense of purpose in what I’m doing. But sometimes it is this kind of routine that helps us to wake up every day.

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      1. Mabel, sometimes I do feel stuck. When it happens, I change things up in some way or form. This could be one of the reasons I keep changing the header picture on my blog. Somehow it gets the lead out of me. O_o

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    2. If you read the last four sentences of the second to last paragraph, you’ll notice I edited it. It’s a clear indication that I’m learning from you. 😛

      I’m so glad you enjoyed this piece. ❤


  2. I’ll fill you in on me in a minute, but I want to compliment you first on this post. You seem very much at ease, and your writing seems like you let it out of a box. Your writing today just seemed to flow, and it’s very good. This is one of your best posts.

    I have always been an optimist. I have had many occasions where life has tried to teach me the benefits of being a realist, but I have resisted that move. I remain optimistic about the future. My wife claims to be a realist, but optimists see realists as being pesimistic 😉

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    1. Okay, Dan, you go ahead and view me as a pessimist. However, when things look at their worst, I will be the one with the sensible idea to get past all the ugliness instead of trying to find a silver lining. 😈

      I took me two hours to write this post, which isn’t bad seeing I do it one-handed. For once, it did flow. It was kind of a shocker for me. 😎

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  3. We had little money too when I was growing up but we didn’t know it. My mother never talked about running out. Us four kids never complained. I thought our life was a normal life. So I too was an optimist.

    Good post, Glynis.

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    1. I even felt lucky because I didn’t have to share my bedroom with a sibling. The family across the street from us had four children [two boys, two girls] so they had to double up.

      Thank you, Jacqui. 😀


    1. I’d say you’re a realist, Jeri. You’ve had some tough knocks. You’ve looked at them practically and followed through accordingly making sure you hold on tight to your emotions. I’m not saying you haven’t cried and wailed but that’s been a private matter with you.

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  4. I thought I was an optimist but in light of past hurdles, physical and psychological, I may lean towards pessimism. I’m not a true pessimist, I still believe my glass is half full, but some days, it is a struggle to think otherwise.

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