Everything and anything is screwed up. We have to face it sometime. I have been losing people left and right. And to top that, I am moving states and being torn away from everything I know and love. Things are never fair and that is one of the hardest things to understand. While the earth turns, life keeps going and getting more screwed up as the seconds go. The shootings. The robbery. The politicians. Nothing will be the same after just one day and That is hard to wrap your mind around but it happens. And the sooner we can except that the easier life will get. Life is anything but pointless. We all have a reason, it may be for one other person or the entire world but we all have a purpose here. I believe that once we have done what we are meant to, then it will be our time to die. The world sucks. Living in this world sucks. But we can get through it and rise above all of the crap that happens. We can do it, and be the ones who change the world.

I guess I'm just more realistic than positive. I don't give a shit about the robberies. Who is that intrusively attacking? At least the people who commit shootings and robberies face consequences. Unlike real perpetrators. It's okay to rape kids and woman but it's not okay to rob a convenience store. Yeah, that makes total sense.

I understand your point. Sometimes when I know I am really struggling, I need to distance myself from the harder posts here. My only thoughts from your post is like the news media, the small joys are lost in the noise of the negatives. We miss the beauty of those around us in the negative noise. People holding doors for strangers. People just helping people in the day to day. Coming home to a clear driveway after 4 inches of snow because my neighbor felt like helping. I believe the more we hold onto these moments despite what we endure we push the fight for good. We clean our souls from the pain. Those who are evil will do harm, but those who continue to fight in whatever form brighten the world towards good. Just a thought. Sending you positive hugs!! Sincere hugs!

Yeah it just seems like the small good things are not enough to balance out the pain of the bad.

I am a realist as well. I used to and still do get mad when people say insensitive stupid things when doctors, nurses, etc read my medical reports. Or cannot believe a person who is 30 has been through a lot of hardships. Or when I open up to someone I think cares or understands, they have no clue. Then i tend to think were they living under a rock their whole life.
I have slowly come to realize in the past year with my aunt blantly stating I was "crazy" for being bipolar and that my rape my was fault. She blamed me for years. I have not received justice as in the bastard is behind bars. None of them are in my specific situations.
Ironically years ago my aunt sat at the same table with me hours after my rape occurred. Easter unfortunately is the anniversary. I have learned this year, honestly my aunt is miserable. She tries to play it off that she is perfect, and her kids are perfect. However, she has not dealt with her own demons and traumas she has been through. Same with my biological mother, same with my aunts kids. However, everyone here everyday despite the shit we have gone through, going through, will go through. We survive. We do because we choose to be here. We choose to talk, and listen and help one another. We choose to seek help when none of it is easy.
Some of the "happiest" people I know were going through hell but did not seek help or face their demons because they want society to think they are perfect. The people I have met who are truly happy is those who have been through hell and back and found peace and understanding through their journey. They always say it was never easy. But now they are happy. They still have moments when they are not happy or struggling. But such as life.
Each of us will find our own happiness because at the end of the day we took the time to get the help and recognized the shittiness.
I have a tattoo that I can see everyday.
"Life is a beautiful struggle". For me the glass is not have empty or half full. It is were it is. But the glass is refillable.

* sitting quietly and listening to you rambling *

ramble on, Alice0. It's okay.