I have a 92 years old aunt whom I call frequently. She lives independently and has no financial concerns. All, yes all, our conversations have followed the same pattern for years: She lists all the obstacles she’s faced since our last talk; assures me that no one else has ever had such bad luck; briefly asks what’s up with me. I listen to her quietly, and reply with everything is fine. We then say the love you and goodbyes until the next time in a couple of days. I’ve discovered that you don’t have to be 92 or my aunt to pour the negative on every occurrence.