Hopelessly Optimistic Novels & Stories

An attraction so strong that it overpowered reason. I was committed to seeing where this led to, determined to make sure it ended in a good place. Somewhere, at the back of my mind. I just felt he was the one for me. Some people might think I was being delusional.... But delusions were borne out of an optimistic mindset. And I believed in possibilities and thrived on optimism. Where others saw a glass half-empty, I saw a glass half-full. Just like I was seeing what others considered to be impossible with Greg.

"Also, wasn't Sally great? She's even willing to raise your child abroad without your help." Even as I continued, I couldn't help but laugh. "In your eyes, I was always a gold-digger who didn't deserve you. Or we would've been married ages ago." However, Sean shook his head repeatedly. "I never thought of you like that. I'll buy you anything you want! Just trust me this one time! It will be the last time!"

She asks, curtains of fear hanging heavily on her face and in her eyes. Sometimes, it is good not to lean so much on the bright side. Being optimistic can be too dangerous at some point. Embracing positivity at this point may not be a very good sign. We must remain open-minded about anything. I mean, we already have the red flag that things are not cool. The flames we saw hours ago are enough to prove that there is fire somewhere. If we remain complacent, we will most definitely get burned. It is always said that we must be able and willing to embrace change, no matter how it comes. We should always change with change.

"Okay, okay, I know. But I'm trying not to get too...hopeful until he actually asks me. As far as I know, he doesn't actually mean it." Zachs features turned sad. "Sweetie, you need to stop thinking every guy out there is going to let you down or break your heart." "I don't..." I frowned. At least I don't think I do? I've always thought I was quite optimistic considering my past relationship and absent father. "Yes, you do," he argued gently. "You always assume something bad is going to happen. Hell, I bet you freaked out when you realised Julian had your picture."

"The First Born said we would have multiple attempts if needed. One failure does not mean total disaster." "But multiple failures might drain us too much to succeed at all," she countered. "Dusk, please," her brother Dawn said tiredly. "Can you try optimism just once? Just for today?" "I am being realistic, not pessimistic. There is a difference." "There really is not."

They were sure to disappoint. My life was in utter chaos, but I could manage a skip in my step as I walked to class. Maybe I was deluding myself, but it was better than feeling hopeless. Hopelessness was not the answer. I couldn’t go back to hiding in my room and waiting for the worst to happen. It was better to be optimistic and be disappointed. That would be my strategy as I tried to find out who was trying to ruin my life. I had almost made it to my class when I saw Harry approach me. He had a scary look in his eye. Were things going south already?

I was nearly faint. Could I like … invite myself up to his place? Maybe … ohh … maybe I’ll have to use the bathroom? Fuck … listen to me. Pathetic! Like I’d have a chance with him. Like I should be even remotely thinking about getting involved with him in any way. Just no no no. Very bad idea. Hope is a dangerous thing and I gave it up long ago.

I felt so sorry for him that I was moved to tears but I quickly put my emotions under control. "Please, don't be sad. I believe everything will be fine in no time," I said with a gentle tone. "How will things ever be fine considering how poor we are? I don't think it will ever be fine in my family cos there is no hope for a good future," he said with teary eyes. "Oh, come off it, George! Stop sounding like a pessimist. You have to be optimistic no matter how bad a situation is. Please, cheer up, I don't like to see men crying," I said as I tried to console him.

But so t take my words to the bank on that one, I could be confusing it with witches. Like I said surprisingly today wasn't so bad, well so far but hey the days still young. Hey what can I say I'm a very optimistic person with a dazzling personality. I've been told many times that my mouth is going to get me killed because I have no filter but I personally think that my mouth is a blessing. And blessing that one day I’ll run the fucking world with, if I ever get out of this hell.

“Clementia, these aren’t people that are waking up out of a coma or something. These are people coming back to life after they spent the last year eating people. Did you see what Antonio puked up all over the doctor’s floor? It was what was left of his husband. You can’t ever be ‘better’ after that. You can’t.” “I’m not naive,” I replied stubbornly. “I’ve seen just as many horrible things as you have, probably, even more, considering where I was after my mother and sister died. I know how screwed up the world is, and I know how hard things are going to be to fix, including fixing these poor people. But I still have hope that everything will find a way to work itself out. That doesn’t make me