I’m in that place where reaching out to talk to people seems like a bad idea. All the things I want to say sound like whining and complaining and I don’t have the right.
I’ve had some interesting thoughts in the last week about how I do not have the right to complain any more. I’m not destitute. I’m not trading abuse for survival. I have it good.
Just shut up already.
🙁
I think you get to complain. I get that you’re getting basic needs met, but I don’t think that means you have to shut up about what’s still not working.
I agree with this
A wise woman once told me: “You live in the first world. It’s okay to be bummed out about your first world problems.”
😉 (*spoiler* it was you)