Day 495 – It’s Not Fair

It’s not fair, is it?

The child whose mother drank while pregnant and now has a cognitive impairment. The man crossing the road who got hit by a drunk driver and can no longer walk. The woman who dared to stand up for herself and got acid thrown in her face. The boy whose father walked out and left him man of the house, robbing him of the rest of his childhood. The little girl who was sexually, physically and emotionally abused by her father and has lifelong depression and anxiety. The last one is me, and countless others.

It’s not fair, is it?

But that’s what you get. We all get something to challenge us. Some more than others.

There is no more point in crying “why me?” It is not just me. It is everyone. Everyone at some point will say “it’s not fair” and “why me?” Somehow that makes it easier to accept. It still sucks.

I have three options: continue to struggle against my lot; end my life; or accept the challenges I’ve been tasked with and make every effort I can to overcome them.

I’ve been writing this blog for 495 days, and sometimes I feel I have achieved so little in that time. But I’ve been alive for 12,423 days so far. And I may still have twice that to go. I don’t want to struggle through another 24,000 days.

Please, universe, help me find the strength to choose option three, and not look back.

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