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On the way home last night, I heard this lyric in a song: I'm too old to hate my life.
There are a lot of ways to interpret it. As evidence, there's my Facebook page were some people find that amusing. I don't have a problem with that, but I feel this is a serious idea.
The first thing that comes to mind is this is my life. I have to own it. I'm not fourteen. Nobody is doing this to me. I understand that some of us are unhappy with where they ended up due to their own mistakes. And people have their issues with their upbringing and where that left them.
But then there's gratitude. Gratitude for what we have. Instead of being resentful of the bad, be grateful for the good. It's all about the focus. I don't have time for the crap.
There are a lot of ways to interpret it. As evidence, there's my Facebook page were some people find that amusing. I don't have a problem with that, but I feel this is a serious idea.
The first thing that comes to mind is this is my life. I have to own it. I'm not fourteen. Nobody is doing this to me. I understand that some of us are unhappy with where they ended up due to their own mistakes. And people have their issues with their upbringing and where that left them.
But then there's gratitude. Gratitude for what we have. Instead of being resentful of the bad, be grateful for the good. It's all about the focus. I don't have time for the crap.
