the "disability" we don't need to choose (but often do)
Maybe it's just "life" in general.
Today.... I'm going to try to instead praise God for those thoughts. - not the content of them (because what we complain about can become quite the black hole) but the fact that I have the ability to think and articulate... to feel and understand those feelings,
Maybe it's because a half-hour ago I met someone who has a disability and couldn't stop repeating the same sentence. I can't begin to tell you how humbling it was to realize the simple things I take for granted.
Or maybe it's because I often am that person without realizing it - repeating the same complaint, over and over.
There is always something to complain about.
Then again, there is always a reason not to.