To believe your life is no longer worth living is one of the saddest things.
Life will throw a lot of things at you, but if you chose to give up the fight, you have lost an important truth.
Life is a gift. It is precious.
I know this appears to be a trite statement. But I have found that these words are on a much higher level than I realized.
You don’t need to have a purpose, or meaning to your life, I certainly don’t.
You don’t even have to make a significant contribution, or have much realized impact on the world around you. I never have.
It is not about your title or position or what people say and think about you. I’ve found no matter how hard I strive, most of my efforts are ignored. I’ve spent most of my life feeling unworthy of any good thing.
Yet. I. LOVE. LIFE.
It seems like a contradiction to write that, but it is true.
I don’t love all of it, there are things that I hate, detest and make me very angry.
But I consider it ALL to be a process of my life. The good, the bad and the ugly are what makes me, me. This is what life is. You are not special because you suffer, we all suffer. Grant it some more than others. Life is NOT fair, ever. Count your blessings when it is fair to you.
Being alive is a blessing given to you.
This sounds yawn worthy, but there is a deeper message in that. Take your nose out of your navel and look around. See the big picture instead of your own navel fuzz.
Before you become bitter about life, consider what is worth staying around for.
You’ll find it has nothing to do with you at all.