I’m sure you’re well aware of the Casey Anthony trial, the verdict, and all the controversy surrounding it. I’ll explain what little about it that I do know, if you haven’t heard already, but if you want more info, take a look at this Wikipedia page. Essentially what happened was this: A young mother was on trial for the murder of her two year old daughter, and after a long trial where the mother lied many times to the court, Casey Anthony was declared innocent of murder, and a lot of people are mad about it. They’re comparing it to OJ, saying that they’ll all remember where they were when they heard the news. It’s that bad.
My Facebook feed is still brewing with statuses exclaiming disbelief and anger about the verdict. It’s pushing the boundaries of shock and awe, and climbing steadily toward malcontent and violence. I don’t follow politics, and I feel that I don’t know enough about the case to form a strong opinion either way, but after seeing the flood of emotions come through Facebook, I’ve decided that I don’t want to know more.
I’ve read status after status condemning the accused and the judges alike, and it’s hit me: “Why do we all care about this so much? Why are we letting ourselves get so angry over something that we have no control over?”
I haven’t even formed my own opinion about this case, but just seeing what it’s doing to my friends is upsetting. There’s this out pour of rage and indignation and I know that it’s not just because of the Casey Anthony trial. This is something that’s building up in our generation. We’ve grown up with an economy that sucks, constant troubles in the Middle East and elsewhere, and don’t even get me started on the environment. Of course we’re stressed and ready to blow up at any minute, and it doesn’t help that I can’t change ANY of those things. I am absolutely powerless to do anything for the economy, the Middle East, and I recycle, but that’s about as much as I can do for the economy at this point in my life.
So, I’ve made a decision.
Instead of being angry about what I have ABSOLUTELY no control over, I’m going to do 2 things:
1) I’m going to start taking my happy pills again.
2) I’m going to be completely cheesy and celebrate 100 things that mean a lot to me in 100 days.
3) And I’m going to avoid the news as much as I can. The fear mongering has become too much for me personally to handle.
There is SO MUCH anger in the world. I can’t escape from it. There’s anger, and fear, and despair, and loneliness, and angst and… it’s overwhelming. I go to bed every night feeling like tomorrow’s going to just be another complete disaster (and of course that means I don’t get any good sleep).
I can’t do anything to fix these global issues (I’m not the type of person to start a political committee and ‘get things done’. I just don’t have extra time or energy for that), but I can take a look at my own life and choose to see good things.
I can look at my house and choose to see it as a symbol of my independence as opposed to “the little dump in the ghetto that I only live in because it’s all I could afford.”
I can look at my little basil plants and remember that gardening breathes life into my home and how it helped bring me out of my depression in the first place.
I can look at a loved one’s smile and thank God for blessing me with that moment of joy that I’m sharing with them.
I can choose to be happy and content with my life. Right now, as I sit at my computer, I have exactly negative two dollars in my bank account, and I won’t get paid again until Monday. But it’s ok. Instead of being worried and upset that I’m not going to be able to do anything this weekend I’m just glad that I was able to pay my rent.
I can choose to be upset about these things or I can think, “Well, maybe it’s just as good that I won’t be able to go out this weekend. I can finally refinish that coffee table that I’ve been meaning to.”
I’m not saying this is an easy thing. I didn’t just decide to do this and immediately started flying around with rainbows and unicorns everywhere. I’m still going to have bad thoughts, and it’s work to have to force yourself to counter those thoughts with something good, but it’s SO worth it.
Already today I made the decision to call my Grammy on my way into work, instead of being mad about my long commute and traffic. By the time I pulled up to my office, I was wishing that the traffic had lasted even longer. So just take some time and mental effort and you’ll see how quickly you can turn your day around.
By Sam Foster | Sam is a 20 year old part-time college student and full-time office manager in Charlotte, NC. She’s a bit of a hippie, a complete foodie, and has always dreamed of being a guest blogger. She’s recently decided that maybe she needs to set bigger goals, but she’s still happy to be here.