Slack-Jawed, Poopy Pants Mentality

It’s mid-February and I haven’t written a thing yet in 2022. I came on here a couple weeks ago to whine about a few minor injuries I’ve been working around, but it was such pointless, self-pitying drivel that I wanted to kick my own ass. I started reading “Ghost Soldiers” by Hampton Sides, about some World War II prisoners of war over in the Philippines. It’s always good for me to read books about human suffering because it’s a good reminder that my problems really don’t mean much in the grand scheme of things and that I should just STFU and be happy with my life. Here in America, even though it rarely crosses our minds, most of us have it absolutely made. Sure, we have little daily annoyances and first world problems, but our lives aren’t on the line or at the mercy of enemy soldiers on a daily basis. Let’s be grateful for that and a whole lot more. This life is going by way too fast, and I’ve been missing out on some happiness because of my outlook and attitude towards the world. Sometimes I can feel this anxiety in my chest, like it’s slowly eating away at me. It’s not good for me and it’s not good for anybody else. In many cases, being happy is a choice, a mindset, a reaction to external circumstances that are out of our control. How we view a situation is entirely up to us. It’s time for me to step up and make the right choice every minute of the day.

P.S. The title of this post came from one of my favorite videos of David Goggins.