A woman (or man) who can’t stop complaining must eventually ask herself (himself) this question: “What exactly am I complaining for?”.
Truly, and I don’t mean this in a duplicitous way. I mean “What is the purpose of complaining?” Not the reason for. There is ALWAYS a reason to complain, but if there is no purpose – nothing to gain from complaining – then there is no use complaining, as far as I’m concerned.
It is time for some action.
~Culled from the musings of Tolani Ajao in Seffi Atta’s beautiful novel, Swallow~