Frustration is my Name

You can always tell a good, strong-willed person because they do not get upset when they get reminded of their weaknesses.
I am not always one of those people.
There are some things that I get so competitive about, even though it really doesn't affect me whether I succeed or not.
And, while I'm really good at making sure I don't have an outburst about it, on the inside, I am irrevocably frustrated for hours.

It just goes to show you that humans have an incredibly pessimistic mind.

In psychology, we studied that, no matter how many times an event happens normally and positively, such as walking to work, if it goes wrong once and we step in mud or we get bumped into, the mind fixates on that one and tends to generalize it. When, in your frustration, you refer to it years later you might say, "I hated working there, I always stepped in mud walking to the office," even if it only happened once out of a thousand times.

In the same way, I can have a perfect day, with no school (which was pretty awesome, Wednesdays are my longest day, and there's no open dorm to fix any stress :-P) and fun weather, and time to rest and enjoy friends, and then one little event can ruin it. I no longer remember what I love.
Now, don't get me wrong, I didn't go berserk with anger over my day, I still think it was an awesome day. I just know that I won't remember it well.
My mind will forget the good.

The reason happiness is so hard to obtain is because it has to be a constant activity, whereas misery only needs to happen once.

A pleasant, peaceful life with your family is suddenly not happy if one of those family members dies. We forget the rest.

I'm not being depressing, I just think there's always room to fixate on the good and go against our natures.