I feel like I live in the world of gripes. It’s on social media. It’s in person. It’s everywhere. People are constantly complaining. I am also guilty of it, mostly about being hot, but I digress. Complaining is cathartic. It feels as if we are expressing righteous indignation. Sometimes we are. More often for me though, I am not. So I have begun to ask myself when I feel a complaint coming on, “is this really about ______ or is it about_______?” In doing this, I am trying to identify what’s really lurking beneath the gripe. It doesn’t always work but it has allowed me insight into my general psyche.
The Complaint Game
The Complaint Game
The Complaint Game
I feel like I live in the world of gripes. It’s on social media. It’s in person. It’s everywhere. People are constantly complaining. I am also guilty of it, mostly about being hot, but I digress. Complaining is cathartic. It feels as if we are expressing righteous indignation. Sometimes we are. More often for me though, I am not. So I have begun to ask myself when I feel a complaint coming on, “is this really about ______ or is it about_______?” In doing this, I am trying to identify what’s really lurking beneath the gripe. It doesn’t always work but it has allowed me insight into my general psyche.