It’s happened often enough lately that I may as well tell it.
When I go into the shower room at the shelter, often enough, unhappiness meets me.
The shower stall I prefer isn’t available, and I resent it.
This guy is taking up half the shower bench, and the other half is full also, and I resent it.
This other guy is taking up all kinds of too much time getting dressed, and I resent it.
As soon as I turn my attention to what I will actually do — where to put my clothes, choosing a stall that is available, and getting undressed in itself — all those bad feelings vanish.
Complaining means you’re not doing what you can.
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