I am not the typical pessimistic person but I can tell you that when things get tough it takes a lot for me to see the light.
Or at least it used to.
And then I met the one. Now, I’m not saying that solves everything but he had a different perspective. I saw grey spots, he saw grey spots with a white circle directly in the middle. It takes a lot for a person to have the ability to do that.
I used to try really, really, really hard to see the colors in my past relationship and I somehow always found something. Looking back, now in a stable healthy relationship, I realize I shouldn’t have had to try so hard to find something worth fighting for.
That is crucial to know.
I remember sitting in some science class in high school writing “I love you” a million times over on my paper, at some point my friend sitting next to me turn to me and said: “why are you trying to convince yourself.” After that I realized she was right. I didn’t love anything about him. In fact, I seriously despised him, was very afraid of losing the idea of him, but was so relieved after I did: I didn’t have to try so hard to be happy.
Now, the bright colors come naturally. They are what I see more often then darkness and that is comforting in every sense of the word.
Once you have found the colors that make you happy, hold on to them; trust me, it will be a struggle when you lose sight of them.