per·spec·tive (p r-sp k t v). n. 1. a. A view or vista. b. A mental view or outlook.
This is what it’s all about. We get so wrapped up in our minds and our little worlds, we don’t even look at what’s really around us.
It’s the small things. Bitching about school. Complaining about work. Whining about your family, wishing they would get off your back. And then you remember, or are forced to remember, that you are blessed and lucky to be in school. That you even have a job to complain about. That your family gives a damn about you enough to always be on you about one thing or another.
A very honest person told me to let those little things roll off of you, because it’s all about perspective.
I guess this post is just me saying I get it. I get that new mental view and outlook. And everyone needs a little perspective from time to time. It’s okay to feel badly about things in your life, and to complain and to feel that life is unfair. Everyone does. But then after a time, you put your complaints into the view of the world, and at least just acknowledge the thought of perspective. It changes your outlook a lot.