“Complaints are prayers to the wrong god.”
– Anne Lamott
Hello there, full-time weekenders!
Complaining is a way to understand something is wrong. Maybe it is barking at the wrong tree. Yes, answers are necessary. However, not all of us have access to the kind of things that could help coping with life. Some people do drugs, other have different vices. Healthier habits include exercise, martial arts, arts. More expensive activities have a shooting range, rage rooms, and some other things.
For those who cannot afford anything of the kind there is complaining. Do not get me wrong. Whining about everything without moving an inch is an utter waste of time. Complaining is talking about everything that is wrong and keeping in mind some things must be done in order to fix the situation. Or at least, acknowledging that there's a need for change. In that sense, complaining is about moderation.
I like to complain. And I do it even when I exercise and do other things that help me cope with life. Of course, I live in a country that is something taken out of a sci-fi novel. We never know what is going to happen. And there is no way to go around this way of life. It is a tough way of living. I'm aware complaining does not move life forward, but if you do not complain about some things, there is no reference to move something to a better place. It happens in restaurants, workplaces and other things.
In the end, we are human beings and tend to not feel fulfilled with everything that we have in life. The grass is always greener on the other side. And we always try to find something that is wrong with our life. Not dwelling on the fact is the important thing. Nevertheless, there are situations that do not have a solution. A terminal patient has all the right to complain about their last days alive. Nothing will save them.
For me, complain sometimes gets out of hand and I have to pull myself out of the ranting mood. Ranting is fun. It works. It is cathartic. But it will not solve anything. It does not advance my life in any sense. But I do like to use this thing about being uncomfortable to analyze how my life could see some improvement in the direction I want to go. There is no other way around.
And I think that if I were to be whining too much about my problems, I would have just ended my road right at some point. Maybe around some years ago. But I got to thank myself for not having the drive to hurt myself. I just go out and what the sunrise. If the sun also rises, I can too. And I might need to complain about everything, but I just throw that away like a sigh and then start moving and doing something.
Complain, but do not get stuck in the habit. Move!
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