Just a few years ago, I was a huge pessimist. I would often imagine the worst thing that could possibly happen before it could even logically occur. And of course, most of the time nothing bad happened. My friends knew that, my family knew that, everybody around me knew that (except me). When my friends told me at one time, how negative I was, it hurt me. I wasn’t able to realize, that I really was a negative person and people perceived me that way. I couldn’t believe that.