r/gratitude

Grateful for another day to have the opportunity to get my life back on track, and work on the things I have procrastinated and slacked off on for way too long.

he helped me solve a super complex issue in no time and didn't really keep his patience hahaha but still we managed to get it done! We're gonna make that game guys! not really bcs of me mostly haha

anyway take good care of your friends they're there when you need em

Woke up at 8am PHT. After getting out of bed, I watched the livestream from NASA. I got hooked and I witnessed through the screen Integrity already at the sea! I have never felt this feeling for a long time already.

I'm grateful for music and how much beauty it brings to my life. I'm grateful for my mind and the control I have over it. I'm grateful for a job. I'm grateful for my friends and family. I'm grateful for where I've come from. I'm grateful for my health and wealth. I'm grateful. I'm NOT grateful for AI.

I live such a privileged life, to get to the point, my parents are offering me a deposit to help me get in my own apartment. I am 34F, and have been through two horrible and abusive marriages since age 19, which I got nothing from financially in the breakup as I had to get out and break all contact and asap. Living at home with my parents is tough, they’re wonderful but they’re dysfunctional and this too is hurting my mental health (although it could be so much worse). I am struggling with the fact that I’m being given this opportunity to have my own place and finally live a life of peace. But, I am struggling with the concept of, “why me?”. Why can I have this luxury, that I am so grateful for, when others don’t get this opportunity? Of course people are living in poverty and go without shelter and food in the world, even where I like in adelaide South Australia. But even outside of poverty, I have friends who live with shitty partners, or have a stressful life with kids, or friends who live with toxic parents, and they can’t afford to get out atm. All people who would love to be able to have the opportunity I have right now.

My psychologist said there will always be people worse off than I, but that how far will I take that concept? and she also said what would I tell a friend in the same scenario? I of course would tell them to go for it and I’d be so happy for them. But I still struggle with “why am I so lucky?”.

My office shares a building with a grad school. We usually keep to ourselves as do the students. Today after my staff meeting I was grabbing a snack from the little market and I met a really sweet cool lady. We ended up talking for about half an hour, never met her in my entire life. She is a student at the grad center and is struggling a bit. We talked about everything from our credentials to our minor daily frustrations. She also listened to me as well. It just felt so refreshing and authentic. It’s been tough meeting new people around my age and it really brightened my day. I also feel like nobody talks to each other these days. I always embrace interactions with strangers, I love to chat about nothing. I hope we keep running into each other, I can see us being really good friends.

Finding a shed whisker from one of the animals. I always have to pick them up and feel them, fiddle with them. And it oddly feels a shame to throw them away.

Finding those tiny snail shells in the dirt, about the size of a lentil, holding them in my palm.

Newly unfurling leaves and buds, firm but delicate, rubbery, velvety, the way they smell like green and fresh.

Touching a roly-poly, watching it curl up for a moment, and wait, and then unroll and continue on its way.

The way water droplets rest on the plants, frozen and still, but alive and moving at the same time, crystal balls that hold light and color.

I never thought I’d say this, but losing my job might’ve been a good thing.

I’m 20, living in a family of 7, so there’s always this pressure to be doing something. I got a job early and stuck with it, even though I hated the workspace. Same routine, same people, same feeling of being stuck. I used to watch the clock every day, and rush home to just fall asleep on the bed

The obvious truth is I wanted to leave for a long time. I just didn’t because I was scared of having no income.

Today I lost the job.

At first I was stressed, but after a bit I realized I wasn’t even sad about the job itself. I had already checked out mentally. It just forced me out of something I didn’t have the courage to leave.

Now I’m trying to focus on building skills instead of just working to get by. It’s still uncertain, especially with family responsibilities, but I feel less stuck.

Sometimes you don’t quit. Life just does it for you.

I talked to very few. Now since practicing gratitude for a few months I have become more open and it's nice. I can approach ppl with little of importance to say. This opens the door. I love it