"You've ever thought about keeping a gratitude journal?" my mentor once asked me one evening during a dinner at his house. "It would help you. Give it a shot for a month. Keep it to say, three things each day and work your way up from there." Gratitude? Seriously?
Whenever I write something, anything, I know deep down inside the only people who'll actually open and read it are either awesome and supportive people, folks who don't know me very well, or people who want to amuse themselves. How do I know this? Because quite frankly, I was the same way. It wasn't until a few months ago where I learned that being negative about the success of others only hurts me as well.