Gratitude in the midst of $hlt

Nope, I think there is a third type of person. One who at times wakes up happy and goes through the day happy unless something happens to change that mood. At other times they wake up unhappy, grumpy as you say and will be grumpy unless something picks them up during the time, they are awake.

Actually, I don't think human behavior is really this easy to define. These are very 'general' descriptions where actually many, many other behaviors are probably likely....
 

Nope, I think there is a third type of person. One who at times wakes up happy and goes through the day happy unless something happens to change that mood. At other times they wake up unhappy, grumpy as you say and will be grumpy unless something picks them up during the time, they are awake.

Actually, I don't think human behavior is really this easy to define. These are very 'general' descriptions where actually many, many other behaviors are probably likely....
Short explanation = situational.
 
...both so very true. In the years before my daughter passed we would talk on the phone often, she had anxiety and some depression from what I would label as situational aspects of her live. She often drank, and often drank alot. It was hard to listen to her on the phone, but I felt like listening was the best thing I could do...and perhaps the only thing within my power.
Grandma was sent to the U.S. when she was 14 years old so at least one member of the family would survive life in Poland/Ukraine, then she lived long enough to bury three of her four children. I have no idea where her strength came from but she was the strongest person I ever knew. I suppose it is part of each person's perspective on life, resiliency, and problem solving abilities.
Nathan, you were a blessing in your daughter's life. Cyber hugs to you.
 
All that I need to feel grateful is one of the anti-cigarette commercials where someone’s face has been disfigured or someone had their larynx replaced with an artificial voice box or tubes down their throat. If that doesn’t make me feel grateful, I don’t know what would.
 
When I was in a very bad place in my life, I had to attend a meeting but when I opened the door, there were no seats left. A man stood up and gave me his seat. I wish I could find the words to tell him how that simple gesture changed my day, making me feel like I was at worth a seat in the room. Maybe he knew I was faking my smile but I sure wish I knew him so I could tell him what he did for me that day without saying word. Actions are so much more powerful than words.
 
It is not uncommon in life someone will say as encouragement to be grateful for what you have. It doesn’t matter what you’ve been through or what you are going through, be grateful as a warning things could be worse.

whoever invented this tactic of gratitude is full of $hlt because life is hard and the inability to express what we feel is unhealthy. Suck it up buttercup and be grateful for whatever shit-show you are going through. Do not complain, keep quiet, no one will help you, be grateful.
I understand, only too well. It really is one thing after another in this life and I get so fed up.
But I pray to God to help me, I thank him for all that I do have. I do believe you must help yourself though. We must be sensible and practical and remember there is nobody that hasn't got problems and often far worse than ourselves.
 
I agree. Help them if you can because they are crying for help. Making them try to feel grateful for anything in the midst of suffering is a bit cruel and unfeeling. Just IMHO.
It is about being sensitive and just listening to another person. Often that helps more than anything. Few of us actually listen fully and people are crying out for a sympathetic ear.
 
When I was in a very bad place in my life, I had to attend a meeting but when I opened the door, there were no seats left. A man stood up and gave me his seat. I wish I could find the words to tell him how that simple gesture changed my day, making me feel like I was at worth a seat in the room. Maybe he knew I was faking my smile but I sure wish I knew him so I could tell him what he did for me that day without saying word. Actions are so much more powerful than words.
Little kindnesses, given with no thought of reward, are priceless. We never forget them.
 
I appreciate everyone’s support. Pain affects my mood and outlook on life. I am mostly dissatisfied and disappointed with life because of the lies and misdirection from trusted sources. I‘m 68 and closer than yesterday.
Sadly, life is often do painful, mentally and physically. All we can do is be our best self.
I turn inwards when I get unwell and depressed, I don't want to tell anyone because I don't want to drag them down. I prefer solitude to work out my own head. I am often very brief with people as I must use my energy for myself. I wish I was a saint but I am only human!
 


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