Grateful

I'm going to give up trying to be grateful for what I have.  It doesn't work in the long run.  It is not that I want more, but I want something that I don't have much of the time.  It is easy to tell yourself not to think that way.  I tell myself that all the time.  At least you can still walk.  At least you can still see some things.  At least you are not going mad all the time.  Be grateful.

It is easier, I'm finding, to be glad for what you don't have.  At least you don't have. . . .

Sometimes I am grateful for what I had, but that is dangerous territory and to be avoided.

Perhaps I should give up being grateful at all.  I will become an ingrate.

Maybe I am and don't realize it.

Gratefulness.  I'd like to find the person who perpetrated that on us.