Your Life Doesn’t Suck! Get a Fresh Perspective.


Ready for a fresh perspective? Your life doesn’t suck. No really. I promise. It doesn’t. Even if you live in your parent’s basement, work flipping burgers, and have $100,000 worth of student loans hanging over your head, your life actually does not suck. Your circumstances might suck at the moment, but your life, in fact, may actually be pretty great. It’s time to get a fresh perspective.

Fresh perspective: if you pee in a flushing toilet and can turn on a tap in your home, you’re practically a Rockefeller.

If you can walk into your kitchen and turn on fresh, running water anytime of the day or night, you are one of the very privileged few.

Today, 1 in 9 people lack access to safe water; 1 in 3 people lack access to a toilet. More people have a mobile phone than a toilet.”

Do you realize the hours a day spent and miles walkedby people (mostly women and girls) just to obtain moderately drinkable water? It’s hard to even imagine when we can sit in a steaming hot bathtub at a moment’s notice and even let the water run and run while we brush our teeth every morning and night. The sheer luck of it is really unimaginable when you think about it.

Fresh perspective: you probably ARE the 1%.

If you make $34,000 a year, that puts you in the top 1% of earners in the entire world.

Let that sink in for a moment.

While a salary of $34,000 a year may not seem like much to a millennial who had high hopes of starring on their own reality TV show, it’s actually a bananas amount of money for most people on the earth. If you can afford to put food on the table, (even if it’s not locally sourced and 100% organic), that is a monumental win in your favor.

Fresh perspective: you won’t die from a case of the runs.

Obama-care or no, you have access to antibiotics, vaccines, and other basic medical care at your fingertips. I just love it when people romanticize other periods in history. While I am certainly a fan of the clothing of Regency England, the romance of the Victorian era, and the celebratory artistic excitement of the 1920s, I always have to slap myself in the face when I wax too rhapsodic. Because those people didn’t have antibiotics. People died of diarrhea. Women died in childbirth every single day. The infant mortality rate was horrifying. Yes, those eras had their golden points, but there’s no substitute for being able to pop by a minute clinic and get a Z-pack at a moment’s notice when you’ve got a raging case of strep throat.

So the next time you’re feeling sorry for yourself, wishing you could purchase the latest thousand dollar handbag, or a last minute jet trip to Paris, remember how truly and profoundly blessed you really are. The fresh perspective might just put a little pep in your step all day long.