Here's a sliver hope for humanity you needed today
Your TV Dad to the rescue
If you’ve ever found yourself feeling ticked off at the world or dead-set on how you’ve been wronged, it’s easy to slip into a cycle where your mind builds this huge story about how you’re owed something, how there’s justice to serve. And, for a while, that feels like what you were put on this earth to do.
A bad attitude is like that stale, week-old biscuit you find in the back of your cupboard. It’s there, it’s crunchy in all the wrong ways, and it just plain tastes terrible. But you keep it around ‘cause… well, it’s familiar. Thing is, carrying around a bad attitude is like throwing a wet blanket over a sunny day—you’re missing out on all the good stuff.
When I was slugging it out with a brutal bout of depression, every tiny thing seemed like a grand injustice. I blamed people, things, maybe even gravity. The harder I hunted for someone to pin my mess on, the deeper I sank. Turns out, looking outside for answers when the real issue is internal is like trying to plant flowers on a concrete slab. No matter how often I checked on those flowers, nothing sprouted but frustration. And that felt… well, kind of hopeless.
Keeping up that kind of intensity ate me up. I woke up tired, went to bed wired, and somewhere in between, I was caught in this loop and giving all my energy to a battle that wouldn’t end. I needed to snap out of my worldview. Scary? Yeah. Necessary? Absolutely.
I stopped looking for validation and started looking for actual truth. I dove into everything from philosophy to religious texts, digging for patterns that rang true. I rewired my thinking—less knee-jerk, more logic. And, turns out, the real “aha” was that I actually had what I needed to shift things all along—a perspective change.
You see, a good attitude doesn’t mean pretending everything’s perfect. It’s just about opening up to the possibility that things could get better. So, next time you’re tempted to throw yourself a pity party so you can judge everyone and their mother, try turning that energy into something a bit more hopeful. Try to look at something in a new way.
If you want a shred of hope for humanity, start by looking for the good in things you thought you’d sworn off. Don’t wait for others to figure it out. Be the change you want to see in the world. Root out that hidden concrete that’s keeping you unfulfilled—corrupting influences, pull out the weeds, and plant something real. It takes effort, but that’s the only kind of garden that ever really grows.