It's easy to focus on life’s inconsistencies. Dwelling
in our own missteps mentally grants us the excuse to justify our absence
from the things we want most. If you think about it, we use every
reason not to jump at opportunities because we’re scared of failure. We let fear take the wheel as we sit in the passenger seat of
our life without the slightest nerve of being a backseat driver. Our
eyes simply stare out the window absent of fire that once burned
furiously with ambition and formally directed the car. These pity parties we entertain only inflate our desire to stay complacent in our exaggerated misery. By and large, negativity and hopelessness has never helped anyone reach a new goal. No one will give you anything in this life, much less if you’re sitting around sulking in your own pessimism.
I’m guilty of throwing myself the aforementioned pity parties. I’m only now realizing how selfish it is to lay among the things that I call my wreckage. This so called wreckage consist of things of luxury that some people could never dream of. To have the opportunity to call such things my "problems" should really be counted as blessings. In order to be in a mentally healthy state, we must cease from focusing on the difficult situations and think about the opportunities that may develop as we get past them. There’s no room for negativity if happiness is what we want. It’s time to pick ourselves up and select the first piece from our “wreckage” and decide in which direction to start cleaning up the rumble. It just takes that initial action to set in motion those that will subsequently follow.
