Perspective

I am underwhelmed by all the goodness in the world and quite frankly. I get depressed about all the atrocities I hear about around me.  I couldn't figure out why it seemed to be that evil is winning out, while those whose hearts are in the right place didn't seem to be making any headway.  A friend pointed out to me today that this is due to perspective, and unfortunately bad news makes for great reading and headlines.  On some level I knew this to be  true. But being constantly barraged with one horrific story after another made me forget about the good.  I am as guilty as the next. Sharing stories on social media that enraged me. Hoping to draw the same reaction out of others.  I'm not sure if I am hoping we all gather as a group with torches and pitchforks in hand and burn down the latest offender, or if I am hoping that seeing others equally enraged will help me justify my feelings but it doesn't.  Reading these stories and sharing them just prolongs the feelings of angst and unrest inside of me, it heightens these feelings to new levels rather than pacify me, it makes me feel helpless to act.  There is a lot of good going on in this world each day and if we each learn to focus a bit more on this, our lives may feel just a little bit more in control.