I’ve always worn my pessimism like a badge of honor. Optimism is for suckers. Read more →
I hate change. Hate it.
So, while some people see change as an opportunity for growth and good fortune, I see it as potential disaster waiting to ambush me. Read more →
But I’m not someone who’s quick to anger–at least, not with anyone outside my family.
Still, certain topics get a rise out of me. Certain words are fighting words, even when I don’t want them to be. Read more →
In this season of giving and gratefulness, I have a confession to make: I am a big old pessimist. Any glass I see isn’t just half empty, it’s parched dryer than the Sahara and has a crack bigger than the San Andreas fault. Read more →