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Bad things happen to good people




So I woke up this morning feeling like a big dark cloud on a sunny day. Have you ever just felt down out of the blue because of disappointments from years ago? When I woke up this morning tears came to my eyes as I lingered on the thought of why bad things happen to good people. You can give your very best to the world, treat people with kindness and never expect anything from them in return. I was always told that I will always be blessed for the good I have done. When will this blessing come exactly? I started to think about how easy it is for people to be mean towards me and how hard each day can be when  the world seems to just be out to get me. I started to ask myself what I ever did to deserve any of this and no answer comes to mind. I've simply just been handed a bad hand in life and apparently there is nothing I can do about it.

I'm not writing this to seek sympathy from anyone. I'm writing this to see if I'm really alone in this world. Do you ever feel like no matter how good you try to be nothing good ever happens in return? You have to work twice as hard, continually be broken by the ones you gave your love to, abandoned by parents and just feel like nothing is connecting in life.  Then we see others who hurt people, use them and have no regard for anyone continually have life hand them the best of things. We sit there and wonder why is life set up that way? Will things ever get better for those who try to do good? People can walk away from people so easily, replace them so quickly and then class them as being worthless. I was never born with the ability to be heartless to any individual. I simply just can't do it but I've been treated awfully by several individuals, why?

I have now closed myself off from the world. I do my very best to simply avoid interacting closely with human beings in attempt to prevent the tears from flowing. Yet, I find myself crying over the hurt from the past and asking myself when will these blessing I'm promised will come.
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