05/18/2026
For the longest time, I was afraid to fully embrace the fact that I’m a positive person.
Not because I didn’t believe it, but because I thought being “positive” meant always being happy, calm, bubbly, smiling, unbothered… always seeing the bright side of things.
And honestly? I couldn’t keep up with that version of positivity.
Because I still experience fear, sadness, grief, doubt, frustration, bad moods, PMS, insecurity… all the very human emotions that come with being alive.
For a long time, I thought those emotions meant I was doing something wrong spiritually. So instead of feeling them, I tried to suppress them. But the more I ignored them, the louder they became.
What I’m learning now is that positivity isn’t the absence of hard emotions.
Positivity, for me, is the awareness of God’s love and protection even in the middle of those emotions.
It’s remembering to come back to myself.
To remember that fear is not the whole story.
To trust that even in the unknown, I am being guided, protected, and carried through life.
And honestly… there’s something really freeing about allowing yourself to be fully human while still choosing faith, hope, softness, and trust.
