then it gets serious. And misery - as we all know- is fantastically invasive and viral. It summons each and every blood relative to the march, down to the most distant cousin, and the horde howls with negative glee as they storm your highest walls.
Here's what can happen: the past fills you with agonized longing and relentless regret, you view the future with terror and paralysis, and the present is a path that dissolves into darkness at every step.
The good news? The good news is that, in our hearts, most of us know that there are others fighting much harsher battles, and we still feel a need to recognize and honor all those who struggle against genuine catastrophe and who somehow carry on.
And here's how you can do it - for starters:
Stop whining. If you can read this, you don't have it that bad. I'm not saying your pain isn't real, but if feeling sorry for yourself was an effective treatment, there would be no hospitals of any kind.
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