There are, essentially, three kinds of people.
One: Those who tolerate everything patiently and smile. Two: Those who crib only when under extreme pressure and, three: those who crib at all times, as if it was their sole purpose of existence.
In my experience, it's the third kind that make up a majority; the ones who whine, gripe, crib, complain and need a lot of help to survive.
What about you? Which category do you fall under? Rate yourself by reading these statements and give yourself a point for each one you may have made recently: The pollution's killing me, ozone depletion is messing up my skin, the government wants all my hard earned money, the roads are being taken over by unfriendly aliens suffering from road rage, politicians are ruining my life (by banning Valentine's Day), my cousin's just got the Ebola virus, my neighbour is conspiring to kill me, or, I have just been bitten by a killer bee.
If you have scored even one point, read on, this is for you.
The definitive guide to avoiding frustration is to ignore the problem and have a beer, according to this site for the Disenchanted. This is an actual article from the site: "How to save the world with money, not love. An anti-thesis to the neo-hippy movement's idea that you can save a tree by waving a pamphlet in someone's face."
If this kind of enlightened writing doesn't make sense, as I strongly suspect it doesn't, try Rantopia (http://www.rantopia.com), which gives you an outlet for your frustrations, and lets you bitch about life and living, complain about your boss and even get others to rate your raves and rants. What's more, the site also has a list of ideas (in case you're running out them) and inspires you to speak your mind.
I don't know about you, but one thing I have always wanted to do (call it a childhood fantasy) is throw eggs at someone I really despise. EggThemOn to the rescue. You can choose your least favoured politician and throw an egg at him. And, if you're really pissed off, you can even egg him on to the Hall of Fame. Eggcited?
Next stop: Thumpcity where you can get yourself a 'Misfortune Cookie', read stories that don't end happily (or make sense) and features that will take hours to figure out. In fact, don't be surprised if you read from the beginning to the end, and still not know what the piece is all about. Perfect therapy to make you forget all your complaints.
Ever wanted to scream out in frustration because you didn't want to be a dumping ground for people's problems? Since all the people I know drive, I have often been a sympathetic listener to their ravings. About that stupid pedestrian they nearly knocked over (and secretly hoped they had) or that idiotic driver who nearly ran into them. Now, I quickly divert them to Ventplace, where they can give vent not only to road rage, but also to whatever else it is has been bothering them lately.
And if you think you're the only person who's miserable, try this, for proof that misery really loves company.
Let's say you're tired of complaining and need a few solutions instead. Prematuree has an expert who tackles all your personal, mental or vanity problems. I, for one, hate cigarette smoke (and cigarette smokers, by default), so this was really helpful.
When all else fails, some contemplate suicide. And, as usual, the Net can help here too. Suicide Prevent gives you all the tools necessary to work yourself out of your life threatening mode. If you're really serious about your intention, however, it has a great suggestion: Make life easier for the living by giving away personal property, pets and sentimental objects to people who care about you.
Depressed yet? Try the 'How depressed are you?' Quiz and check your horoscope for the year. Mine read: "On a summer night in 2003, a tiny meteorite will fall in your backyard. By 2010 it will be obvious that you are no longer aging. By 2050 your loved ones will all be dead. In 2282, a war will wipe out 90% of all species on earth, including all humans but you. With nothing left to do, you will settle in and wait for the sun to die."
A perfect start to a weekend, wouldn't you agree?
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