All Out of F*cks to Give

The constant onslaught of bad news, COVID that just won’t go away, and an overall feeling of pessimism everywhere, my reservoir of empathy runs low. I’m exhausted. And you know what? I have power to change that. I don’t mean I can change the world and magically make all the bad that depresses me go away. While that would be rad, that’s just silly and a waste of energy to think about.

The reason I try to sit up and maintain good posture is because the alternative is worse. Sure, slouching on the couch is pretty comfortable and easy, but it also brings soreness and negative health effects if done too much. It’s also really easy to doom scroll on my phone all day and seek out the negative news because my mind is twisted and seeks out that stuff – is it because negative information is so prevalent and easy to get compared to the work it takes to find happy stuff ? I don’t know.

I do know it’s my fault I waste time and energy ingesting the negative around me and ignoring the positive. It’s my choice what I read and watch and listen to. While it’s frustrating that being lazy in the information I consume causes me to be grouchy, I can change that. Sit up straight. Pass on that extra helping of doom. And try to find a more positive channel.