Try spending a week doing missions in some third world country like Nicaragua and your perspective will change as well. I witnessed kids playing in human feces, drinking the same water, and thinking it was normal. People that literally lived in a landfill, and made their living off of selling garbage, recyclables, etc. I gave these people a small bit of soda and a piece of bread, and I was sure that was all they would be eating that day.
As Americans, even those on welfare are richer than 95% of the rest of the world. We are so spoiled with wealth, that we lose it on stuff that others in other countries wouldn't even realize was a problem, because they were just trying to find their first meal in three days.
I have personal tragedy in my life that allows you to remember that life is extremely brief on earth. One day you are here, and tomorrow is not promised. I also realize that golf is my break away from reality, and a chance to enjoy my time. I don't have any other interests or hobbies honestly.
As much as people complain about spouses and how much crap you have to put up with from a wife or whatever, I do find myself hoping she won't kick me out before I get too old, because I can't imagine spending my later years (if I am still here) by myself and alone. Being alone to me would be worse than death itself. So I treasure my wife, and the love and joy she brings me every day, even amidst our present circumstances, which are hard to break the depression on.
I say all of this to anyone who may be struggling with anger, or hatred, or just pissed of at whatever in your life. Enjoy the sunshine, and the green grass, and that 10 footer for par that rolled in. Golf is a beautiful luxury that I do not take for granted. I do know that I'm blessed well beyond what I deserve, and I do have pity on those that just happened to be born in some third world shithole that is run by some tyrannical dictator. How is that their fault, and how was I lucky enough just to be born an American?
Life ain't fair. Count your blessings.