I can’t stand when people act like it’s the end of the world over dumb things. Someone had the nerve to complain to me about how they can’t go to homecoming because they’re scheduled to work.
Hey, at least you have a job. To get the money you need. To pay insurance for the stinking car that you have. That was given to you by both your parents.

You could be dead, starving in Africa, being shot in Iraq, in a hospital bed, homeless.

Honestly, I hold it together pretty well.

Yea I complain, but there’s a point where it’s stupid. I say oh that sucks blah blah blah. And I’m done.

No. Just shut up.

We all have a story. And if you have nothing better to complain about than you should be freaking ecstatic.

Plenty of kids my age just laid a loved one down to rest. Plenty of kids are starving. Have divorced parents. Have a deceased family member.

I’m so sorry about your job/ex-boyfriend/broken toe/ugly face/extra body fat.
Now, try being thankful for your breathing/family/friends/house/car/life/education/smiles/phone/computer/freedom.

XOXO