150,000 people die each day.

3,287 people die in a car accident each day.

125,000 abortions happen each day.

Every 107 seconds, a person is raped.

I get it. The world is full of terrible things. You don’t have to keep shoving the numbers in my face, filling my screen with stories, telling me over and over again about someone who got shot, giving me all the dirty details of a rape case, and then YELL at me for not wanting to hear it. You keep telling me that “these things happen” and that “you have to know” and that “it makes a difference” or “the more that know, the better” or even that I “can’t escape it, so there’s no use in pushing it away!” I fully understand that horrible things happen to good people, but it doesn’t mean that I have to continue to wallow around in misery.

Why can’t we take ten minutes and talk about how many people are crossing a bridge right now and not dying, how many babies were just born, how many people just started a family, how many people bought their first car, house, or apartment? Why can’t we talk about how many people just got their first jobs, got their hearing aids turned on, recovered from a life-changing event, got married, created a charity, beat the odds and got a high school diploma, earned a degree, got a new arm, created a vaccine for some disease, discovered how to fight depression, got a cat, saved a life, or designed a safety system for a car? Why must we submerge ourselves in misery and ignore e positive things in life? And why do we keep shoving it in everyone’s faces, thinking it’ll do us some good?