I must admit am a pessimist. I worry about the worst case scenario happening. I am happy to say I am usually wrong, though. You would think that I would have sufficient evidence by now to be more optimistic about things, but that hasn’t happened yet.
I was really worried during our recent trip to my father in law’s funeral. Husband comes from a blended family with two full siblings and their spouses, three step siblings and their spouses, and various married children and their spouses. We all have traditionally got along pretty well, but for some reason I was worried about all Hell breaking loose when everyone was together en masse for the first time in 25 years. My training as a psychologist causes me to hypothesize about future behavior, and I focus on negative possibilities.
We have a Trump-loving NRA fanatic, two Bipolar Manic types (one of whom refuses to take medications), some who drink too much, someone with a pain medication addiction, a hoity toity, self appointed manners expert, several evangelical conservative Christians, ELCA Lutherans, and several liberal Democrats. What could go wrong when everyone is upset over a death? Plenty, in my pessimistic mind!
Well, I was completely wrong. Everyone was pleasant, no one drank too much, and no one was manic. The NRA supporter was so angry about the scandals at the NRA headquarters he could hardly speak about it, and religion and politics and manners critique took a holiday. Phew!
When have you been wrong? What are you pessimistic or optimistic about?