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In the somewhat distorted world of healthcare, the word “Normal” can take on a complex range of perspectives. For a patient, things like being stuck with needles, peeing into a bag, and even being ‘felt up’ by strangers can evolve into a certain level of normalcy. On the other side of that coin of course is the staff. A small army of educated professionals who have somehow convinced themselves that sticking people with needles, carrying a urine sample, or touching a strangers genitals in a well-lit room are as routine as a morning cup of coffee. As the great Austrian Psychiatrist Afred Adler once said, “The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.”

-Kelsey David Burnham



Negativity: Why It’s So Easy Getting Sucked Under and How to Stay Afloat

Motivation, Inspiration and Life

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Ever find yourself trying to focus your life on being more positive yet notice you are, yet again, complaining to your coworker about how slow the drive-thru line was this morning or critiquing how your chicken dinner last night was tasteless and dry? How about trying to meditate and cultivate compassion while 20 minutes later find you are angry at your partner for calling you to complain about their day? What a jerk for bringing down your good mood right!?!?

So why is it that, in the midst of trying to improve our outlooks and be optimistic, we find ourselves getting sucked right back into talking, thinking, feeling and judging in a negative manner?

Well,  the reasons are endless. Sometimes it is easier to connect with others when you can join in on their bash session. (Why not complain about how terrible the newly released documentary was if it helps…

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“My short, but feverish drive across the parking lot was completely unnecessary, as Jen had pulled over to the side to wait for me. I pulled up behind her and we were off. I did my best to use this time to relax, almost a meditative state before the real game would begin. As I struggled to stay directly behind her, I pictured the drive as a sort of metaphor for our relationship to each other. The pursuit of any woman was not unlike this drive, there were periods where it was easy to stay together because there was no outside interference. Then there were the obstacles, poorly timed traffic lights trying to separate us, aggressive drivers trying to wedge themselves between us. Like with any relationship, we had to find a way to communicate when words were not an option, in order to stay together.”