What is it that makes life so hard? It seems that as we age, things become more and more hard.... it makes it difficult to enjoy the good times that briefly occur sporadically. Instead of the fit hitting the shan on those rare occasions, I feel like I'm being pelted continuously.
It seems like a reciprocal relationship... as our health deleteriously decreases with age, we have to deal with combating larger and larger obstacles. Should we have not done this when we were younger and more resilient? Because I feel like I'm trying to be broken.... and truthfully, I could give a sh*t as to endure it.
What's it all for? No matter if one takes the to research and consciously try to make good decisions, they get f*cked! I don't get it. I'm not trying to play the martyr here.... I just don't get it.
I just feel like I've put up a good and I don't think I have the motivation to endure much more. Truthfully, I don't really think it makes a f*cking difference.
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