Mindlessness

I know I just wrote, I know. I'm so upset at myself. Everything I've ever complained about, it's nothing, nothing at all. Cancer eats away at you, as does many other diseases, WHY is it my next door neighbor, an infant who had a brain tumor. That MONSTER can come back WHENEVER it pleases. My struggles are nothing, absolutely NOTHING compared to theirs. I envy their strength, in all the ways it comes. Physical, mental, emotional, and everything in between. Why do I have to complain, why. Nothing is thrown in my face as fast as this. Nothing shuts me down like this. So why is it that everything appears wrong in my world, when if I just woke up, I'd see I'm totally wrong. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.