Is Your Glass 1/2 Empty or 1/2 Full?

Mine is neither. I’m a full glass kind of gal.

There are days though where I’m just wanting to drink wine from one!  Sometimes I don’t even want to bother with a glass! Like a bug stuck to one of those horrible electrifying machines, I cling to the misery, wallowing in my sadness and frustration and replay things from the past over and over again, torturing myself until I become exhausted from my own mind. Does this mean I’m pessimistic? A 1/2 empty kind of person?

Then there are the days where everything goes great. I go to yoga, everyone in my house is well and happy, one of the dogs doesn’t pee on the floor, I see improvement in a foster animal, go into New York City for a few auditions, maybe even book one, don’t binge on chips and end the day with a nice glass of red wine and television and can hardly wait to wake up from a great night of sleep and do it all again.  Does this mean I’m optimistic? A 1/2 full kind of person?

It doesn’t mean anything. It just means I’m a conscious person living their life who accepts what is, what isn’t, what I can work on, what I can’t do anything about and what has yet to manifest.  I have good days and I have bad ones. I’m human. That’s it.

But I do find it very interesting how we judge others based on this sort of litmus test. People are so much more than our opinion of them and what we may perceive about them at one time may change the next, depending on what is going on in their life.

I choose not to judge people based on what I may think I know about them, because I know there is always so much more to them than what meets the eye. Many of us are masters at disguising our true selves and often pretend to be the 1/2 full sort, when we may even be the empty kind. Maybe we’re even one let down away from being in a thousand glass shards!

But God forbid you show people that! Because these are the assumptions we make:

If you are the 1/2 full sort, it implies you live optimistically. You have hope. You’re almost there. Whatever you are reaching for, it is on the horizon. You can practically touch it, feel it, taste it, smell it, hear it.  You trust that what you want is on its way to you because thinking otherwise is not an option. You’re the person people gravitate towards, like a flock of seagulls fighting over a french fry.

If you’re the 1/2 empty type, perhaps your internal compass is broken and you are just a bit lost. But to the rest of the world you look done. As a matter of fact you look like you’re over it. And there isn’t anything anyone can do to help you because you won’t even help yourself. You think things will never work, so you talk yourself out of things before even starting them.  You’re the person people steer clear of, like you’ve been doing some wilderness retreat for a week and you schmell really bad.

No one wants to be that guy!

So we might even go so far as to pretend we are the 1/2 full type. We stuff all of our feelings under some proverbial rug, hoping they just go away, because we refuse to accept that we aren’t happy.

Have you ever seen a lump under a rug? Exactly. You can’t hide it. It doesn’t even matter if the rug is Persian! Because we all know we hide our stuff under a pretty facade. But eventually the stuff accumulates and your facade starts to feel uncomfortable, just like the rug.

Not only should you not be afraid to be the 1/2 empty guy, you should embrace being an  empty one!  You have to allow that stuff to come out. Release it. Let it show. Be human. Whatever it takes, let it out!

We all have our vices. Mine are wine and the occasional Honeyrose ginger cigarette. Now that I’m typing that out, they don’t even sound real! For some it can be exercise – good for you if you fall under that category.  Not my form of release, but to each his own. Scream in a tunnel. Be the Phoenix. Rise from all that gunk you have been storing like some squirrel ready for winter and be a better version of yourself.

The glass is not 1/2 full or 1/2 empty and both imply you are not complete. Be whole, not 1/2 anything. Allow yourself to express real emotions, have real thoughts and feel real love.

Be that full kind of guy/gal!

 

 

 

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Gretchen Allison

Actress/Model, supporter of Dogs In Danger, National Mill Dog Rescue, currently learning astrology and how to barber. I love the ocean, laughing, people with integrity, deep house music, travel, learning new skills and margaritas. Not necessarily in that order. I wrote a romantic comedy called Oh Shiksa! which is a great beach read. You can purchase it on Amazonhttps://www.amazon.com/Oh-Shiksa-Line-Wealthy-Always-ebook/dp/B005CI7DC8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1530100995&sr=8-1&keywords=oh+shiksa

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