During the debate about the future of our department today, I said that if the merger with another department was inevitable, I wanted to derive as many good, useful things from it as possible.
My opponent looked at me with sincere pity.
“That’s not how life works,” she said. “We don’t live in the land of pink unicorns. Not everything has a positive side. That’s not how life is.”
That is how my life is, actually. I decided a long time ago that it is like that and that’s how it became.
The colleague in question is a good person. I’m not criticizing her but pointing out how different people’s life philosophies are. I like my land of pink unicorns and I’m staying in it.
Only in the past 12 months, I’ve had a lot of heavy stuff to deal with. COVID, foot injury, diabetes, a cancer scare,* surgery, the administration trying to close down languages, the prospect of having to look for a new job. I could sit here and weep and feel sorry for myself with every justification. But pink unicorns demand care and attention, so I’m distracted from the unpleasant parts.
*of the same cancer in the same spot of the same body part where my mother was diagnosed a month earlier. I’ve received all clear but those were unpleasant 3 months.
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“same …same … same body part where my mother”
coincidence or sympathy symptoms? I absolutely believe in the latter.
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Very possible. She imitated all my symptoms with the hand an eye infection a month earlier. And then I went and imitated hers.
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