{"id":32,"date":"2021-05-16T02:02:32","date_gmt":"2021-05-16T02:02:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordpress-lxc\/?p=32"},"modified":"2022-07-23T22:39:34","modified_gmt":"2022-07-23T22:39:34","slug":"just-shut-up-be-happy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.lizandkyle.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/16\/just-shut-up-be-happy\/","title":{"rendered":"Just Shut Up &#038; Be Happy"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Some days it feels like I am not allowed to complain because a) there are bigger problems in the world, b) I should be grateful for what I have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Yes, I have a full-time job. Yes, I have a house. Yes, I am not constantly logging into my bank account, worrying when my next paycheck will hit. Yes, I am in a relationship that is still bound by trust and love. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I am aware of these things and I understand the privileges that I have. Still, when people say &#8220;just stop complaining and be happy,&#8221; I can&#8217;t help but feel patronized.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I would honestly give my left foot to have the ability to <em>stop caring about everything. <\/em>I dislike that I can&#8217;t clock out of work and immediately forget about my 7:30 a.m.-4 p.m. work drama. I hate that there are days where just a mere speck of dust on a piece of furniture sends my brain into a downward spiral of stress. I hate that my existence feels like a burden on other people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">If I feel exploited at work, self-conscious about my body, or overwhelmed by the day&#8217;s schedule, I always hear the same  sentiment: <em>Just don&#8217;t worry about it. Stay in the present. Live your life. Don&#8217;t let other people ruin your day.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Okay. That all sounds ideal, but how do I accomplish that? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">It&#8217;s easy to provide commentary about someone&#8217;s life when you&#8217;re not living in it. Do you really know what&#8217;s going on in that person&#8217;s life? Is this person even asking for your advice? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Some people, like myself, just want to complain. There&#8217;s no primary reason behind it other than just feeling frustrated and wanting to get it out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I don&#8217;t want to constantly be reminded that my problems are just problems; mere annoyances that are fleeting, unimportant, and unnecessary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Is it possible to just listen without speaking? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Maybe I just need to unplug from the digital world and stop complaining.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Maybe I should just shut up and be happy\u2014that&#8217;s what everyone else is doing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Some days it feels like I am not allowed to complain because a) there are bigger problems in the world, b) I should be grateful for what I have. 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