As much as I want to respond to the phrase “Have a great day!” with “Don’t tell me what to do”, I just smile and nod my head hoping that they go away. Why did we start saying that to people? Why would we wish that on people? I know I shouldn’t sound so cynical but honest to God I can’t help but think about this all the time. What if I’m not having a great day, or even a good day? What if I want to be miserable because everything else is just so miserable. I wake up, I stare at the ceiling before dragging myself out of my bed, and then I dress myself without checking the weather because I can’t be bothered to check my phone. I know it takes two seconds. I imagine what it would be like to have a good day while listening to music, and for a split second, I feel all right. And then I think about everything I have to do for the day. I know I don’t live a subjectively bad life, but most of the time I like passing the time being quiet and negative. It’s just so easy. I’ve thought about the reason why I’m like this and honestly, I couldn’t tell you one specific reason. My friends tried to diagnose me as well. Over the years we all have known each other, they have found one reason for my constant pessimism: I simply hate people. I need to be alone. So no, please do not tell me to have a great day. You telling me to do so will change absolutely nothing. Do not project onto me. Go about your way.
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