sighs.

sometimes life is hard.
and you wonder why me. you pray and pray. you keep your fingers crossed. you read good books. you bite your bottom lip and nails in hopes of better days and sometimes they don't come. doubt fills up your mind and nerves creep up real fast. you meet the verge of tears but push it away because to cry would be sign of weakness.
you ask: "why me?"
and you let the question sit.

it takes a few days. weeks even. and the answer comes.
it comes and you roll your eyes.
you feel a bit humbled.
you realize that it isn't just you. your life honestly isn't bad.
it could be worse.
you can handle it. else He wouldn't have given it to you.
you need to learn to bite your tounge and nod your head. listening is more important. you have friends you don't deserve. but they stick by you. you have a sister who is always there and a dog who will always be willing to go for a walk. you have a healthy body and a mind full of ideas. you have the ability to read the written word and two feet that love to move.
these are positive.

and it doesn't completely tear away the hurt.
but it does help.