Being Positive can make you Deny Yourself

Shawn got a job in Austin that he started out liking, but it was hard. So he decided to be positive to make himself get through it. He was positive, but he was also working 70 hour weeks and getting paid as little as $300 and sometime less. In a sense, he was denying who he really was. For what reason, I am not sure, but this weekend he realized that he was not happy with the job. We are both alike in the fact that we are free spirits, and anything that confines our spirit or our ability to think for ourselves makes us unhappy. That’s why I’m so anxious about starting a job in the corporate world. I guess I’ll see if I’m cut out for it. Anyways, being positive in a way can make you deny who you really are. I won’t argue that negativity is not the best way to go either. So many people are pessimistic and have more health problems than positive people. But lying to yourself doesn’t help your health either.
A few weeks later, Shawn quit the job. He was nervous about it, about being without money for a couple of weeks, but I encouraged him to do it because I knew he wasn’t happy. I knew that if he stayed with it, his unhappiness and instability due to his work program would affect our home life. Turns out it was a good thing that he quit- a kind of affirmation, so to say. A couple of days after he quit, his manager and owner of the company was relocated to Canada and the only other reliable person on the team quit as well. I’m not surprised. The company was sketchy and the job was really hard emotionally. Shawn has had a couple of interviews in the last week, and I have no doubt he will find something that he really likes. I’m not worried, but Shawn is. He wants so bad to provide for our needs and make my parents happy. It’s a tough job to do. But I’m proud of him… he’s doing a great job. Right now, all we want is to be a couple and enjoy our life together minus everyone else. It will be great to be married and finally settle for a little while in Austin. I miss him so much when I'm here and he's there. It's just such a let down that I only get to see him for a little while a couple of weekends out of the month. It's weird. I feel one way when he's here and another when he's gone. Not like I'm being a different person, but he makes me so happy. I feel alone when he's gone. I'll be glad when we can be together and I know he will be too. Austin here we come... Then we’ll see where life takes us!