Chances are, at one time or another, you and everyone you know have asked the age old question, "Why me?" when something bad or unfortunate has happened to you or someone close to you. I know that I have certainly succumbed to this most familiar query.

Here’s the problem with letting this question get the best of you: YOU AUTOMATICALLY LOSE!

That’s right, there is basically nothing good that can come from this negative way of thinking. Asking the dreaded, "Why Me?" requires you to provide a conscious (or even subconscious) answer for yourself. Here are my thoughts on two of the most common responses one may provide to such an inquiry... First, "I must have done something to someone, somewhere at some time, to deserve this kind of injustice. Otherwise, God, Buddha, or whatever other higher power out there in the Universe, would not have bestowed me with such horrible and tragic luck." Second, "This is simply ridiculous. I know exactly what I am entitled to in this life, and this awful mess is certainly not on my list. It is completely unfair, and I know there must be some sort of cosmic mistake that caused this to happen to poor, little old me!"

Neither of these thought patterns will provide you the closure needed to get beyond the victim-hood state of mind. Unfortunately, getting past victim-hood is exactly what is needed to get on the road to happiness.

Are you ready for some good news? How about this… you can change this way of thinking right now. Not tomorrow, not in an hour, not even when you finish reading this article. I mean, NOW! It happened to me and it can happen for you.

Let me explain how this summer became a turning point in my life and how I was literally able to change my attitude in an instant.

On Friday July 13th (of all days), I was supposed to see my kids in a Summer Camp production of, "Guys and Dolls". I had been looking forward to this event for weeks. Upon waking that morning, I was not feeling too well. Nothing major, just a little under the weather. Within an hour, I became violently ill. I began vomiting and could not stop. I seriously could not get more than 15 steps away from the bathroom without having to go back and suffer the consequences. After this continued for a few hours, I had no choice but to call 911. I was rushed to the ER and they simply wrote it off as food poisoning or the flu. I was given fluids and anti-nausea medication via IV, and rested there for the next several hours. After returning home, I knew I would need several days to recover simply because of what my body had gone through.

Clearly, I had missed seeing my kids in their play, and now I was going to miss our family vacation. We had planned a trip to go up North for five days and were locked into that schedule if we didn’t want to forfeit our money. My wife ended up taking the kids so as not to disappoint. After all, this was their planned summer vacation and we didn’t want them to miss it. I stayed home and recuperated from my ER episode.

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