I love to playfully complain sometimes. I think it can be pretty cute and it can get a laugh or make people feel better. I guess its silly but I enjoy it because it’s fun. I feel like complaining has it’s place in our life. Complaining is important. I would think that complaining is a show of weakness so I don’t really do it very often. I find that complaining is silly when there is little to be upset over. Many people are lucky and times could be worse and things could be harder. I don’t have the place to complain about my life when others have it much worse.
When something really happens to you though, I find that it gives you a place to be upset. You have a right to feel shorted. Everyone has a right to be upset in this kind of world where people are cheated all the time. I can’t be angry at people who have been wronged and wish to complain. I myself have been very lucky to not have to face truly terrible circumstances just yet in my life so I can’t say that I fully understand. I can say that I sympathize. I can attempt my best to feel what they feel and understand but I know that I can’t completely get it.
When something like that happens, where you are wronged or if something terrible happens to you, I can’t get mad at a person for being upset. I can’t say that to their face. It would be like disregarding their pain. I don’t want to be disrespectful to a person who has faced more than myself. I also can’t encourage complaints. I can’t accept that kind of weakness.
No matter how hard it gets you need to encourage yourself to go forward. Stop dwelling on the past face the present. If it still hurts be stronger. Don’t let that pain beat you! Stare it in the face and be cheerful. I can’t complain because it can get worse and I know that no matter what you are going through it can honestly get worse. It really can. There is no reason to complain. To complain is to be weak. I can’t stand it. I don’t want to accept that people can keep complaining. They really should stop at a certain point. But that is just me.
I would never forgive myself if I complained for things for so long. I would be disappointed in myself. I can’t say the same for others. My standards for my self is extremely high in this point. I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to complain, I don’t want to explain my feelings and I keep them to myself. I can’t say that I expect this from others.
I envy others who can complain sometimes. I wish I could but then I don’t at the same time. Stuff is hard but that doesn’t mean you should disregard something you don’t understand.
When your friends or loved ones complain, sometimes they just trust you and want you to be there for them.
Life here is awful. People are terrible and life really isn’t fair.
It is simple like that.
So we complain.
- Every time you complain, a fairy dies. (girlcalledpete.wordpress.com)
- Accepting what is: how to achieve peaceful productivity (olgadegtyareva.com)
- Do not criticize, condemn, or complain. (joannewellington.wordpress.com)
- I Hate My Life (thecolorfulchristian.wordpress.com)
- Stop Complaining and Increase Happiness In Life (easyayurveda.com)
- We Complain to Much (lifesmaze.wordpress.com)
- 4 Ways to Fix Complainers (successful-blog.com)