I was born optimistic, and it’s something I’ve had to fight against ever since.
I don’t mind it, really, having a positive outlook on life, but it totally screws up my relationship with the world – my operating system is at odds with most people’s and they get defensive, and a bit suspicious of my generally positive attitude.
Some people think I’m cocky, but I’m just hopeful.
The other thing is, I don’t really ever want to influence other people; I’m happy letting them do whatever they want. I don’t want to leave my footprint in the wet cement of anyone’s life. I’m very much of a live-and-let-live sort of person, to the point that I don’t mind, don’t really care, what people choose to do.
They’re grown-ups, they can choose for themselves, and if by some chance I disagree with their behaviour, I’ll act accordingly.
But I’m not going to try and stop them.
Conversely, I don’t want other people influencing me, or persuading me, or forcing their values on me, or trying to make me behave in a way that doesn’t work for me.
But the bastards do, at every turn.