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why me?

Feeling sorry for oneself sometimes is quite normal and the mind can bemoan where our life has ended up and how things could have been different. If this did not happen to us we would not be human and there is no easy way to fight it sometimes other than just let the thoughts linger for a while and then dissipate with a change of mood.

This type of self-pity is a form of indulgence we permit ourselves on occasion until we realize how fortunate we are to be healthy and relatively happy and that the grass is most definitely not greener on the other side. We can see how an online platform like Facebook has succeeded in cornering the market on making some individuals feel inadequate and played on the human instinct to compare ourselves to others.

This aspect of the human condition is not going to disappear but being aware of it and trying to suppress its power is hopefully a natural part of gaining maturity as we travel deeper into life. Feelings may be hard to control but by letting them work through us we can learn how to recognize their patterns and limit their power over us. I know I have worked hard at this as part of my journey in accepting that I was different and often tempted to ask the question: why me? But then why not me.

George Bernard Shaw famously said that youth is wasted on the young and in one sense he was correct because the valuable lessons we pick up along the journey would be so well applied during our vigorous youths. But then that is the trade off in life where the body degrades as the mind grows in experience.

With the knowledge I have gained about myself and others the thing that came most strongly to the surface is that we need to become strong individualists who are not afraid to buck the system. Early in our lives that difference we become aware of must be dealt with and assimilated into our reality instead of being hidden away. This was the mistake I made and I can spend time feeling sorry for the years spent in purgatory or I can look forward with a positive attitude and renewed sense of self and use the experience gained to guide me.

We can let the horrific misinformation and resentment from others who don't comprehend us affect us or, better still, let it roll off our backs and live as honestly as possible. Everyone has an opinion whether ill informed or not but ultimately it is your life.

So many things about this life cannot be controlled but how we manage our perception is entirely in our own hands.
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