It’s so easy to feel sorry for one’s self. I know, because I’ve done it.
“Why did that have to happen to me?” or “Why can’t things go my way for a change?” and “What did I do to deserve this?” or how about “Why should I have to deal with this now?” Why, why, why?
I’ve learned though, not to feel sorry for myself. No more pity-parties. It doesn’t help anything, anyway. (At least, for me it doesn’t)
If I ever catch myself starting to think I’m a poor little helpless victim or something, I immediately correct myself. And I mean, immediately.
I think about other people, and say, “There’s always someone out there who has it worse than I do.” Sometimes when life feels unbearable, I have to remind myself that there’s other people out there who are also struggling, who are also going through hard times, who are having harder times. Why should I waste time feeling sorry about myself when there are others suffering more than I?
And usually, nine times out of ten, I’ll read about something about someone who’s had it rough, and I always feel bad. Like, I think I’ve hard a pretty darn good life. It’s been rough at times. I’ve struggled. Things haven’t always been easy. (Heck, they still aren’t.) But, I love my life. Everything in it, struggles included. I wouldn’t trade my life with anyone. I do remember, at times, asking why things had to be so hard. Why can’t things go right for a change?
But now, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve thanked God for letting me go through pains and struggles. For going through the trials and errors, and storms….It’s what made me stronger. And this goes for everyone. It makes us all stronger. It’s what makes us who we are. We learn from mistakes/and the past. Life I said, life’s not always a piece a cake.
But neither do I think it’s always a sour lemon. We were given sugar for a reason.
I’m not saying you should never feel stressed, depressed, angry, etc. Quite the contrary, these feelings are normal. I’ve had them many times.
But as I said before, I believe nearly, if not, everyone has had their share of struggles/hard times. If you haven’t, congratulations. Good for you. But I don’t envy you.
I just have to make the best of things. Easier said than done, I know. I don’t wait and expect ‘bad’ things to happen. But at the same time, I know I can’t live life without avoiding it. That’s life. It’s unpredictable. Anything can happen. That can be a good and bad thing. But that’s life.
Embrace it with open arms.