The act of physically living is fundamentally pessimistic in nature because at its basis it assumes that things cannot just be as they are. You always have to interfere in order to make things favourable for you. You cannot simply adopt a neutral stance and let your body break down, for that is seen as unfavourable.
True optimism doesn't see death as unfavourable.
Instead of a recap just the following copypasta of my post over on a certain forum I frequent. For the rest, see previous year's recap.
I'm glad that the phrase "Happy December" that we use here nicely covers the entire month, so one doesn't need to search for reasons for resetting yourself so often with various substances because it's December and it's supposed to be a happy December, and we only drink socially, and it's not our fault we have so many social friends. Is this part of the year really so happy?
Maybe, perhaps for those lucky individuals with more-or-less "normal" lives. For the rest of us, it's a period o
To say 2009 was eventful would be a serious understatement. I got laid off from a job that, while having rather annoying work hours, paid well enough to cover my expenses--still working on finding a new one. Made a couple of new friends--at least something that can be considered *thumbs up*.
The shittiest thing about the big 09 is that it seemed to be moving at a snail's pace. Didn't exactly help my mental health either. Oh well, better luck next time.