I've always been a bit of a smiler,
Me too. I remember people always commenting on it when I was a kid, but I didn't really understand how that made me different. The thing is, I've had much sadness in my life, but the smiles were never fake. I just find that from one second to the next, I find a thing or two to smile about, and it's sincere, but not necessarily a reflection of my predominant mood.
That said, I went shopping yesterday and was overcome with such good feeling! The people I smiled at were not horrible and godless on the edge of distruction. The books I looked at weren't a sign of how awful things had become. The tatoos, the piercings, the odd hairdos just weren't proof of the end. Individuals all---and I didn't need to judge any of them. It felt wonderful.
I ended up in conversations with people, without the "witness screen" that I usually felt, THEM vs ME. I made several strangers laugh, and it felt really good. I caused a disturbance for everyone else when we couldn't get waited on. LOL But I did it in a joking manner cuz I didn't have to think to myself. "Look, this system is so awful, people don't even know how to render services anymore!" Nope. It was much simpler than that. They simply weren't doing their job, and I pointed it out to the delight of other customers. No hostility.
I like not being separate anymore. Of course, dubs will reason that the world loves me cuz the world loves its own. There will always be a way for them to interpret it negative. In the mean time, my smiles feel even better than usual.