It is pretty easy to sit back and say life sucks.
But it doesn’t.
It is easy to complain about how hard everything is.
But there really is nothing I can’t handle.
It is amazing how strong you can be when you learn to bend with the wind a little.
I remember when I was younger everything that happened was such a tragedy. Every bump I hit was the size of the Smokey Mountains and the memories of a chaotic childhood were all I needed to paddle my pity canoe down shit creek.
Now, I wouldn’t change a thing except that I would have been braver and spent a lot less time thinking poorly of myself. I would have realized how beautiful I was instead of just magnifying every flaw to the inth degree. I would have smiled at cute boys across the room instead of looking away. I would have been more aware of when to throw in the towel and quit wasting my time on people that didn’t matter.
On the upside, I never forgot how to laugh. Well maybe for just a couple of years. But I remembered.
I wish I could catch happiness in a butterfly net.