A Tired Blogger

there are worse things in life than being me... don't hold your breath, it's nothing philosophical. i'm just saying that, whenever i feel that my life is shit, i should stop and think about how life must be like for someone else.

we whine and we bitch and we wish we were somewhere other than where we are, but if we would just shut up for a minute, we'd understand that life can't be so bad if we have a roof over our house, food on the table, clothes on our backs, and people who love us. on top of that, a lot of us can afford to go to the store and not have to think about that extra pack of candy we picked up, just because we had a sudden craving for sugar! we've got it made, if you would let yourself think it.

i'll admit that i've been really selfish lately. i've been thinking about myself and how much i hate my life because of where i am and where i'm heading, and i forget to look to my bf and think how much he means to me and how much i love him and he loves me. i forget to ask him how his day was and how he was feeling as he's sitting in front of his computer trying to forget the world. i forget to support him when he's feeling stressed, and to see how i can lighten his load by doing little things for him.

we're selfish creatures, humans. i don't remember how it came to that, but we are. the miracles are the single parents who work two jobs to get their kids through school; or the people who sacrifice their dreams to support their family; or the ones who give up their christmas gifts so someone else can have a happy christmas... how many people do you know (personally) who do that? if you know someone, you should not only pat the person on the back, you should support them and help them. maybe you could've cooked an extra portion so the tired parent doesn't have to worry what her/his kids might have for dinner that night. and maybe instead of giving two presents to your nephew this year, why not give one of them to the kid who won't have any...