Early today I was reading this article at CNN.com about Miraculous Survivors. They were talking about how some people can survive some of the worst situations where so many others die. Laurence Gonzales is an author who is very interested in what these survivors share in common.
“These are people who tend to have a view of the world that does not paint them as a victim,” he says. “They’re not whiners who are always complaining about the bad things that are happening to them and expecting to get rescued.”
My first reaction was, “Phew! Good, I’m definitely too much of a fighter to be like that.”
Then my gut laughed at me and snurked, “Wake up and smell some reality, lady.”
“Wha…!” Then I read it again.
Ouch….I am a whiner. I am a complainer. And I do expect others to rescue me.
When did this happen?!
You ask anyone that knew me even 4 years ago they would say, “That Jen, she’s no victim to anything or anyone.” …I think.
I’m just not sure when I went from a fighter and lover of life to a wimpy little Hobbit (no offense, Mum).
Kinda makes me want to go and do something crazy like cliff diving (New Moon influence).
Ha! Or maybe I’ll just go and get my thyroid fixed.