Catastrophe and heartache breeds optimism

I may be considered a bit of a curmudgeon (a friend uses this word quite often when describing me), but I am also am optimist. I have to be.

Though it took me longer than I would have liked, I am a remarkably happy person, having realized me dreams of becoming a teacher and an author despite:

  • A childhood of poverty, divorce, an evil step-father and more divorce.
  • Dying twice.
  • Being arrested and tried for a crime I did not commit.
  • Living in my car.
  • Being robbed at gunpoint.
  • Suffering with post traumatic stress disorder for more than a decade.
  • Sharing a room with a goat.
  • Putting myself through college while working full time and part-time and part-time all at the same time.
  • Suffering an anonymous, public and slanderous attack to my reputation and career.

Seriously, how could a guy not be optimistic after a string of catastrophes like that?

Which is why I love this idea: