something i do |something to think about

sometimes I do this I don't know why I read a book and half way through I get over it. so im reading a book called the boy called it. its a true story so they say about a little boys story of his abusive mother and how she treats him like doesn't feed him for a whole week. makes him clean the bathroom stabs him and doesn't take him to the doctor, lets the cute get infected and then because he is nearly dying his mother gives him scraps of food.

I have no idea why I am reading this book its horrific and sad and there are millions of books I could choose to read but I choose this. I don't know if its a famous book or if anyone of you have read it but its interesting and makes you feel selfish that you are dwelling on your little day to day problems and all we are doing in complaining about them instead of doing anything about.

I have a roof over my head I have a loving family I have a job I had an education I have food in my stomach, but yet I am complaining and being upset and moody! sometimes you have to take a HUGE step back and look at your life you cant look at a painting close up to sea a beautiful picture you have to stand back and look at the whole thing.

so here's something to think about my internet friends