Is there a certain point in life when complaining becomes more of a lifestyle? Some seem to believe it should be an Olympic Event (and, honestly, I would award them the gold, silver and bronze for bitterness).
How do you allow your life to become SO miserable that all you can do is complain, bitch and moan? It’s YOUR life, after all. Why let it be such a miserable existence?
I actually sat in my favorite pub and had another patron bend my ear with their complaining for almost an hour. I finally looked them straight in the eye and said, “I am so sorry that your existence sucks THAT much.” Which led to several minutes of harumphing before this patron turned to another regular to complain that I was not being sympathetic to their complaining.
Do we TRULY have so much time in our lives that we can afford to waste it being bitchy? The truest value of life is in the living. If you are finished living, please have the courtesy to lie down. If you find yourself complaining more than not, it’s time for an adventure. I suggest that you visit http://www.themadtolive.com and read the amazing adventures of Lauren Rains. Or at the very least take a deep breath and step outside.
I try never to be bitchy, but I do love to laugh. I like to be funny without bitchiness.
Somehow I can’t picture you being bitchy. Fun and laughing, yes, but not bitchy.
Nope, well unless someone tells me to calm down.
Calm down? That rather dampens the enthusiasm a tad, not to mention spoiling the fun.
Why didn’t you help him and buy him a bottle and suggest he use it to swallow down a bottle of anti-depressants. Only kidding that would be mean. But you’re right. I personally am real disappointed that I’m getting old. So I decided not to be old and it works as long as I don’t peek in the mirror. I now look for the joy in life. Because God knows it is getting shorter by the day, now.
You only get old when we forget how to be young at heart. My body may creak, crackle, and pop like a breakfast cereal (or bubblewrap), the mind may not be as absorbent as once it was, but my heart is still young and always ready for laughter.
Exactly I feel the same way.
Great minds!!!
There was a time when all i seemed to do was moan, I was in an unfortunate situation where all i heard was moaning from a ‘friend’ and i have to say it rubbed off really badly on me. It was only when i managed to cut myself free that i realised just how miserable i was sounding/looking/feeling. (I realise a fair few of my letters are pretty miserable but theyre about the past so thats allowed right? I blogged about that particular relationship here if youre interested in reading about more misery lol http://savedindrafts.wordpress.com/2012/11/30/predictably-unpredictable-dear-mel/ ) Everything seems brighter when you try and look for the positive in things – find the silver linings, and you feel less alone – because more people actually enjoy spending time with you. screw bitching and moaning, I’m all for laughing and living
Live! Your life belongs to you! No one can drain it from you unless you let them. It’s difficult sometimes to see when the emotional suckers have taken hold. But when your life becomes more piss and moan than it is adventure, perhaps it is time to re-evaluate what’s going on.
hells yes
I wasted far too much time moaning but you dont realise until you look back do you? So much happier now 
Happy is good. We like happy.