I Don’t Understand~

How do people find something to complain about EVERY SINGLE DAY!
How do they live like that with always finding the glass half empty?
I just don’t get it.

I really don’t.

Some of the things people say to me day in and day out makes me think, how do they live life in such a depressive state that they have to complain every damn day about something?
It wears on me.

My husband is one of those people.

He bitches every day about something.

I hate it.

I hate being around unhappy people.

It brings me down and I hate being down and blue.

People need to find the beauty in this one life we get to live.

I am almost ready to never get on the computer or interact with people anymore because their unhappiness about EVERYTHING gets me so down.

Sigh.