Call me what you will – debbie downer, negative nancy, pessimist, realist. Any way you slice it, I’m Bad Luck Ally. I mean, who else gets pulled over by a cop in her own neighborhood for a rolling stop? Who else gets hit (and windshield cracked) by a rogue rock from a dump truck she was not behind at the time –twice? Who else has never won a contest, not even a scratch-off lottery ticket, can never find a parking spot and always catches a red light?
So, maybe my debbie downerness is well-justified. But maybe I’m bringing some of it on because I expect it. Maybe my life is one big self-fulfilling prophesy.
Let’s test this theory. If you love me, let’s try an experiment. Let’s try some Power of Positive Thinking.
Repeat after me:
- My recent health problems were just an acid refux flare-up and will be successfully treated with my current medication OR an easy home remedy and I will feel 100% better very soon.
- My fertility issues were primarily caused by the endometriosis and now that it’s gone my husband and I will have no more trouble TTC.
I’m not the girl who asks for thoughts and prayers for an A on a test or my great uncle twice removed’s colonoscopy or some random internet person I’ve never met’s troubles, but I am asking for thoughts and prayers for the above. If you know me and/or love me, take some time to think some good/happy/positive thoughts with me. I’m sick of being sick, and I’m sad that my husband and I have not been able to add to our family. We’ve tried random advice and we’ve done everything the doctors have asked of us. All I have left to try is positivity and optimism.
In all honesty, it’s the hardest thing I’ve tried yet.