Count your blessings.

I may (and at times certainly do) feel sad or oppressed, but I don't feel sorry for myself; and I don't waste time or energy trying to find comfort by counting my "blessings," by comparing the intensity/extent of others' greater misfortunes to my own, by railing against Life's supposed unfairness, or by longing for an invisible rescuer and agonizing when he/she/it fails to arrive.