The title of this post may not be entirely accurate, but it has some truth to it. There are some things I am afraid of, just like everyone else… but I started thinking about a hypothetical situation that would likely take the joy out of my life, and I thought it would be an interesting scenario to share.
What if I was forced to be negative or lose everything? What if I could only spread lies and rumors about others, and mock them constantly? What if I was destructive in every way, and my only other option would be death?
My existence would be without beauty, without creativity and without positive influence. I would be unable to do anything kind, and worst of all, I could not love.
I am extremely thankful that this not realistic… but I have to think about the negative that I do choose to support in my life. What is it doing to me and to others?
The more time we take to oppose, the less time we have to support.