No to boohoo poor me!
A few days ago on a blog about the purpose of human beings I commented that I liked to think that the purpose was to be happy… that if everyone fought for their own happiness, the world would be a better place among other things…
Maybe it sounds very simplistic, but I really wondered why we don’t fight more frequently for happiness? joy? smiles? however you want to call it… enjoying life… and then, helped by some conversations about the matter… I found a sad answer…
We love to be poor little things… we love to complain… we love to be comforted… and have the famous reason.
For my part, I’m tired, I’m tired of the culture of the little poor thing that we all have inside, poor me who are given very high fines, poor me who have the fines taken away, poor me who the deputies raise their salary, poor me who the students demonstrate, poor me who hate my job, poor me who don’t have this or that, poor me who my partner doesn’t scratch my back, poor me, poor me, poor me!
I think one of the most valuable things I’ve learned… is to ask myself: what am I doing? to get what I want, to solve the problem, to avoid what I don’t like?
If there’s something that can be done… it’s done! you fight for it! you look for what you want! and ultimately I decided to fight for that = no right to complain.
If nothing can be done = “what cannot be cured must be forgotten” = no right to complain.
Anyway… I’ve decided to enjoy the tools at my disposal… play the cards that life dealt me… and give up the poor me… and in this case, the only thing I can do is invite you to try it… join my clan