It has proven difficult for me to stay positive in life. I was once an extremely happy, positive, friendly person. I feel that to many I still come across that way, even though in my own head, I've become much more cynical and realistic about the world and life in general. All the problems with the world (of which there is an endless amount) wear on me, personally. I know I shouldn't feel responsible, but part of me does because I am a part of the human race. We are all connected (I genuinely believe that. I can feel that.) and so the failures, selfishness, and general hate of the entire world impact me. I believe they impact everyone whether they admit/ focus/ realize it or not.
And I'm not just talking about the big, nationally covered horrors. I'm talking about the one's we don't even know about. The one's our money grubbing, drama seeking media doesn't bother to cover. The horrors that happen every day with OR without our knowledge, as well as the small acts of ignorant, selfish behavior we witness on a daily basis.
I am saying that they effect us emotionally, mentally, and physically. And it's never going to stop. I and we all just have to learn how to deal with it... and I'm currently failing greatly at dealing with it.
The only thing I claim to be good at is people. Not necessarily personally, but with the general public, hence all my jobs being in some way involved in customer service... and this is probably why I'm cracking under the weight of it all, because I really do care about people. Every single one. I think that's one of my best qualities and therefore, one I never want to lose. But I probably need to lose it a little bit, because it's driving me crazy.
But I care too much for my own good. Nothing I think about doing seems good enough, because it won't really solve the problems with the world.
I could volunteer at an animal shelter... That would help that one shelter's dogs, and hopefully be helpful to the people who work there.
I could, someday, if I can ever afford it, become a foster parent... but that would only help a few of the children in need, not all.
The list goes on forever. And I know, logically, that every little act of kindness matters, just as every horribly act little or big matters. Somehow, I still get stuck. Perhaps it's the age of the internet and being able to constantly see how many awful situations there are out there to solve just makes me far too overwhelmed.
There are faults in every thing; even the great things. This is part of life, right? Taking the good with the bad. I don't know about you, but that's something I definitely need to work on.
I also need to stop letting the fact that I can't solve all the world's problems stop me from trying to help with any of them. One person is significant. I just watched Antz with the girls and was reminded of that. *wink* Seriously, it's funny how often those kid films provide comforting reminders for me as an adult. I guess we try to build our kids up and then as we grow to being adults we all get so used to complaining to each other about everything that we forget about the good in the world/ the good in ourselves. Don't deny it. It's not just me. You all have friends who like to complain instead of productively solve the issues in their lives, often because they're too in denial to face them. And news flash, dude... maybe you're one of them.
...I could be a Psychologist... but I could be lots of things, as could we all. Let's all start with being happy, occasionally.
And I'm not just talking about the big, nationally covered horrors. I'm talking about the one's we don't even know about. The one's our money grubbing, drama seeking media doesn't bother to cover. The horrors that happen every day with OR without our knowledge, as well as the small acts of ignorant, selfish behavior we witness on a daily basis.
I am saying that they effect us emotionally, mentally, and physically. And it's never going to stop. I and we all just have to learn how to deal with it... and I'm currently failing greatly at dealing with it.
The only thing I claim to be good at is people. Not necessarily personally, but with the general public, hence all my jobs being in some way involved in customer service... and this is probably why I'm cracking under the weight of it all, because I really do care about people. Every single one. I think that's one of my best qualities and therefore, one I never want to lose. But I probably need to lose it a little bit, because it's driving me crazy.
But I care too much for my own good. Nothing I think about doing seems good enough, because it won't really solve the problems with the world.
I could volunteer at an animal shelter... That would help that one shelter's dogs, and hopefully be helpful to the people who work there.
I could, someday, if I can ever afford it, become a foster parent... but that would only help a few of the children in need, not all.
The list goes on forever. And I know, logically, that every little act of kindness matters, just as every horribly act little or big matters. Somehow, I still get stuck. Perhaps it's the age of the internet and being able to constantly see how many awful situations there are out there to solve just makes me far too overwhelmed.
There are faults in every thing; even the great things. This is part of life, right? Taking the good with the bad. I don't know about you, but that's something I definitely need to work on.
I also need to stop letting the fact that I can't solve all the world's problems stop me from trying to help with any of them. One person is significant. I just watched Antz with the girls and was reminded of that. *wink* Seriously, it's funny how often those kid films provide comforting reminders for me as an adult. I guess we try to build our kids up and then as we grow to being adults we all get so used to complaining to each other about everything that we forget about the good in the world/ the good in ourselves. Don't deny it. It's not just me. You all have friends who like to complain instead of productively solve the issues in their lives, often because they're too in denial to face them. And news flash, dude... maybe you're one of them.
...I could be a Psychologist... but I could be lots of things, as could we all. Let's all start with being happy, occasionally.
