
Most of your suffering doesn't come from what happened.
It comes from the story you keep telling yourself about what happened.
When shit hits the fan...
Your brain immediately goes to "Why me?"
You sit.
You stew.
You replay.
You obsess.
...and you build a fake story about how you're the sole target for misfortune.
When is the last time you've asked, "Why me?" when things do go your way?
When you have food on the table.
When you have people who love you.
When you win.
Do you ever say…
“Why me?”
Or do you just accept it and feel entitled to it?
If you only question life when it hurts...
You're always going to feel miserable.
Gratitude kills unnecessary suffering.
Not because your problems disappear…
Because your perspective shifts.
...and perspective is everything.