Stop complaining. It’s killing you. It’s killing us, too.

A friend recently sent me me a piece on the hazards of complaining.

They are extensive.

• The more you complain, the more likely you are to choose negative over positive thinking in the long run. Remarkably, each time you complain your brain is actually physically rewiring itself, making it easier to adapt to that reaction in the future.

• MRI scans have shown that constant complaining can lead to the shrinkage of the hippocampus, which can lead to memory decline and an inability to adapt to new situations.

• The more you complain, the higher your cortisol levels, which can lead to health problems like increasing depression, insomnia, digestive problems, high blood pressure, and an increased risk of heart disease.

• Constant complainers often find themselves socially isolated from colleagues, peers, and even family members.

Anecdotally, I’ll also add that constant complainers often accomplish less, create more problems, and generally suck as human beings.

But here’s my quandary:

Do constant complainers know that they are constant complainers?

I don’t think so.

Why would anyone wander through this world, purposefully but ineffectually whining and complaining about every little thing, while the people around them roll their eyes, turn their backs, and further distance themselves from their incessant negativity?

Why would anyone be so intentionally off-putting?

Right?