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Telling my brain to shush

I don't know how many times it's happened now but I see things and I sit and I think "I want to do that. It's not faaaair" and then I tell my brain to shut up and quit whining.

I am an optimist and thoroughly grateful for everything in my life. I hate it when sometimes I get whiney or moany or blow things out of proportion - which is why I tend to apologise... a lot. Today, for example, I was looking at someone's sledging photos on facebook and they looked like they were having so much fun; they were sledging and making snow angels and a whisper crept into my brain: I want to do that. it said... wait, no, it was more of a 'I want to be able to do that' moan.

This is when I stop and think about what I have, what I have that I don't need, all the joy I have, all the kindness I have and, yeah, I stop moaning. I hate it when people tell others to put things into perspective because sometimes it's better for you not to, and sometimes it's impossible to do that. We need to wallow sometimes, we need a good moan and others should allow their friends/family/fellow humans to do that.

But other times we need to stop and realise that we do have great lives. Yes, I may not be able to muck about in the snow due to pain etc but I can see, I can breathe, I can walk, I can laugh, I can smile, I can sleep at night knowing that myself and my family are safe... I have so much.

So yes, sometimes it is good to tell your brain to shut the hell up.

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