chronic complaining

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onto today’s topic: chronic complaining 👎️ 

i used to be a chronic complainer, but that has gradually changed as i’ve taken on a more intentionally positive mindset. i do believe that being innately default positive is an extremely rare trait, especially in adulthood; however, i also believe it’s a trait that can be practiced and melded into our character.

a lot more things are in our control than we think. even when they aren’t, why bother dwelling in negativity?

i get it though — frustration is a hard emotion to deal with. complaining could make you feel better in the moment, and give you an outlet to vent out that stress. ultimately, though, complaining offers no solution and only sinks you further into that frustration. 💢 

i’m not talking about a passing comment like, “oh my god, i hate all the mosquitos here,” or “i hate it here, my code has a million errors.” it’s only human to express frustration, i do it plenty.

instead, i’m referring to incessant complaining. so much so that it blocks you from finding a solution, enjoying the moment or leads you to be complacent with negative emotions.

if you’re complaining about always being tired or demotivated, take a second look at why. only 5 hours of sleep a night for the past week? no wonder. 🤨 

a lot of the things we complain about are in our control. so, control them.

this might be harsh, but if we’re complaining about situations fully in our control and refuse to take action toward a solution, we’re doing it to ourselves at that point. of course, this excludes when people are dealing with serious mental struggle in depression and anxiety.

i used to avidly complain about there being nothing to do around my house and would rot in my own misery staying stuck in the house. i was eventually fed up with my self-pitying, and went on a long walk one random day. it’s like my frontal lobe suddenly developed — i found a new boba shop, rollerblading route, secret pond spot to chill at and so many more small joys scattered around in my neighbourhood. ☀️ 

complaining didn’t get me anywhere, hunting for a solution did.

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