George,
You must be on vacation in fantasyland.
Hey Kev, (FWIW)
Not sure if you grew up watching
Winnie the Pooh but there was this one character named Eeyore. He was a perpetually depressed donkey, whose tail kept falling off. Nothing seemed to go right for him—ever.
Life for Eeyore was just one tragedy after another. He called his home "Eeyore’s Gloomy Place" and every episode his house, which was more of a tent, would always collapse. Based on his constant streak of bad luck, Eeyore lived under the assumption that life sucked. Period, end of story and there was nothing he or anyone else could do about it. It was just the way things were.
Sound familiar Kev ?
Chances are most of us know someone who exhibits similar character traits. I have labeled this condition "the Eeyore complex." This is for people who are always down on themselves and life in general. You know, that person who never looks at the bright side of things, puts themselves and others down (usually unintentionally) and just trudges through life with a ho-hum attitude.
Now, it would be totally unfair to call these kind of people "party-poopers" or "bores," but they can be quite depressing to hang around. Their constant state of solemnness is an automatic mood killer and can bring down the energy levels of even the most affable Tigger.
Tigger was a character that was the complete opposite of Eeyore. He was always happy and excited about the simplest of things, like bouncing on his tail, which was made of springs. But the most wonderful thing about Tigger is that Tiggers are wonderful things.
Now a tailless Eeyore can never be a bouncy Tigger ("There’s only one T.I. Double Guh-Er"), but maybe Eeyore can learn something from his striped friend. Life is what you make it. Tigger lives in the moment and grabs life by the proverbial tail. But Eeyores tend to sit back and watch life pass them by. They let the problems of the day weigh them down until slothfulness kicks in. They never smile because they never allow anything positive to happen to them.
A shroud of gloom is their defense mechanism. Expect nothing so when you get nothing it means nothing. But if Eeyore never goes after anything how can he ever get even the smallest piece of something?
Maybe Eeyore’s depression isn’t caused by life itself but how Eeyore himself chooses to drown in doubt and worry. Yeah, life is far from a bed of roses, but there’s a thing called free will that allows us to adapt, change and control our own destiny.
There’s a little bit of Eeyore in all of us, it’s just a matter of how much Tigger we balance that out with.
P.S. There are two Fantasylands. One is in Florida and the other is where you live, if I'm not mistaken.
