Caught in the Act

Despite very obvious character flaws and quantities of impatience and rudeness in the amounts to rival the aresonal at Fort Knox, I would like to believe that I am still a nice person and look brightly toward the future and have a relatively positive outlook. I know I'm not that person though, and tell everyone that I'm not a nice person, but I am holding out a sliver of hope that one day, the sweet Amy that once existed will emerge again. But today I realized I might be too late for that.

Today I was caught being rather pessimistic - and said it outloud:
"This box is half-empty, I'm going to send it over to the Dossin".

And I immediately was horrified by the way it sounded and with the type of person that made me sound like. As if I'm not already in the middle of a personal revolution, that definitely was a battle wound I will remember.