Please don't call me a Pessimist


It happened again the other day that someone called me a Pessimist.

But I am not, nor have I ever been, an actual pessimist. When I start to go that direction, I quickly flip to become a very strange sort of optimist.

From a historical perspective, I believe that the same kinds of things that happened before will happen again. Because that’s what usually happens.

Now it doesn’t go that way all the time, of course. We do progress! But we don’t progress in any direction that I can see, we simply repeat with some embellishment. The same as how evolution works. We’re not evolving toward anything, life embellishes in all directions at once, and those that thrive survive best in the long run. Like that.

People who call me a pessimist don’t know this or don’t think this way. I’m not a pessimist because someone else is ignorant of history or evolution. If others find it depressing that’s their thing, and it’s probably due to a misunderstanding of some sort.

Yes, I prepare for the futures I believe will happen, and the one I know will happen (the one thing I’m sure of is that I will die someday). This is not depressing to me at all, it is inevitable and I wouldn’t have it any other way! It’s my own thing. If someone doesn’t like it, that’s fine. I’m not pushing my worldview on anyone, I’m just not adopting anyone else’s and am unlikely to at this point. So please don’t push your labels on me and expect them to fit.

I might be the weirdest optimist you ever met. But I’m not a pessimist.

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