This question was posed in a meeting I attended last week, and you’ll be proud to know I didn’t make a single filthy joke.
OK, I didn’t make a single filthy joke at that moment. I saved it for the headline of this post.
Still, I knew my answer to the question right away: negativity.
Negative people, in particular. You know the glass-is-half empty folks who can spin from “that editorial letter was kinda harsh” to “I hate my life and want to die” in 5.7 seconds? Being around that sort of energy sucks every ounce of joy and creativity out of my brain and spits it out in a dirty napkin.
The funny thing about negative people is that they’re seldom happy to wallow alone. They’re generous enough to want to share their misery with others, and heaven help the person who dares suggest there’s a silver lining to every cloud.
As a negative person will glumly point out, silver is prone to tarnishing.
I’m not suggesting I want to surround myself with people who devote their lives to blowing sunshine and rainbows out of their butts. That gets tiring, not to mention a little creepy.
I’m also not saying people aren’t entitled to the occasional bad day. I’ve certainly had my share.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned through the highs and lows of a writing career and the drama of a recent divorce, it’s the importance of having friends more likely to share a smile than a tirade about how much their day sucked.
There was a morning not long ago when my new gentleman friend and I were still easing into this budding relationship. I was upstairs primping for my workday when I heard a strange sound from downstairs.
He wasn’t just singing, but singing while he made me breakfast.
I stood upstairs and bawled for a good five minutes before fixing my eye makeup and heading downstairs to pretend to be a normal human. I’ve since discovered that not only was it not a fluke thing or the result of events that made him particularly cheerful that morning, but rather a personality trait. An amazing abundance of positive energy.
That’s something I’ll be damn sure I insist on having in my life in one form or another until the day I drop dead.
Cheerfully, of course.
So what drains you? Conversely, is there anything you’ve discovered that you simply must have in your life to keep your mind, heart,soul, and any other throbbing organs functioning properly? Please share!
And if you’ve got any positive energy to pass along, I’ll take that, too!