One of the biggest lessons I learned during my battle against “whining”was the realization of how many times in my life I thought I was a victim...

-When the hotel was not informed about the reservation I had made.

-When they did roadwork and I was late in my appointment because of the traffic.

-When,due to financial crisis,the money i earned just weren’t enough for some of my business needs or even my everyday needs...

-When all of a sudden electricity went off because I had been late for some days to pay the bill.

-When the internet connection “dropped”.

-When they canceled an appointment at the last minute and I had lost so much valuable time to be prepared...

All these moments,during day...were like razor blades that cut me off.Often I tended to want to give up everything.
I used to say to myself, "It's a terrible day" or to think, "These shit only happen to me”...

But not anymore

You see...life has sometimes a funny way to completely make you change the way you look at things

I remember it was late at night and I couldn’t sleep no matter what...
So i got of the bed,went to the living room switched on the tv(which was full of crap) and ended up watching a documentary about poverty on Third World countries.

At first i found it boring since I couldn’t understand a word (had French subs and audio)
Therefore i was just looking at the screen...

People walking naked...not because of a tradition or something,just because they had nothing to wear.

Children drinking water from the mud...
As for food?You could guess,just by looking at them.All you could see was their bones...
They were literally starving...
I didn’t need audio nor subs to understand what these people were through each and every day...

The more i was watching the sadder i was feeling.
A mixture of grief and sadness....
I was so focused on that images. They were so powerful...and exactly at that point...electricity went off...again.

But i remeber my self not being angry. It was probably the first time in years were a fact like that wouldn’t bother me at the slightest...

I stayed on the couch while there was the absolute darkness around me thinking all those images i had just saw...

I guess that was the turning point for me....
All this time i was whining about stuff that are a complete joke.

There are people out there who suffer...but...who gives a shit...right?
Well i do. I cannot do much about it...since a barely can take care of myself,but that night...made me have a different perspective for life.

No more complaints,no more whining..

Yeap that’s me

As long as we have the necessary stuff to feel ok,a walk on the beach,a nice conversation with friends,a glass of wine are more than enough to fulfill our vanity....

Just try to imagine those people out there...and be more than grateful for what you have