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Positive Thinking

Positive thinking begins in an ordinary way: an internal conversation. Something simple. Almost a murmur in your head, blending into the noise of buses, bills, the day's endless demands. And this stream — relentless, unforgiving — shapes the way you see life.

If the thoughts that visit you are mostly negative, your view of the world tilts towards grey. Suddenly, everything is a bigger problem than it should be. You focus on what went wrong and dismiss what went right. The blame, of course, is always yours. You start anticipating the worst because a minor inconvenience in the morning surely means disaster for the rest of the day. And so, the day drags on, heavy — because, without realising it, you decided it would.

On the other hand, there are those who think positively. Not because they ignore problems, but because they have trained themselves to see other possibilities. This shift is possible, but it requires recognising where pessimism has settled — in work? In routine? In relationships? Best not to try fixing everything at once. Better to start small. Just one thought that you choose to handle differently.

Humour helps. It won’t solve everything, but laughing, even in difficult moments, teaches the body that lightness is still possible. Surrounding yourself with the right people also makes a difference. People who listen, who advise without weighing you down. Because the opposite happens too — some people drain your energy, amplify stress, make you doubt your own ability to move forward.

And then, there’s the internal dialogue. The most important of all. The way you speak to yourself, the tone of voice inside your own head. The rule is simple: never say to yourself what you wouldn’t say to a friend. Be fair, at the very least, to yourself. When a negative thought arises, look it in the eye. Question it. Answer with something real and good about yourself. There is always something. Small, perhaps, but true.

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