It’s unfortunate and sometimes cruel that we as human beings have down times. When you reach a certain age or when you have experienced a decent amount of bullshit, you sometimes think to yourself wtf have i done to deserve any of this. You let yourself dwell a bit, cry a bit, hide a little bit. Time goes by and you realize that the hard thing…sometimes …is just admitting to yourself of how good you have it and how it really isn’t so darn bad. Because we all have this selfish trait in us, where we like to feel bad for ourselves and make excuses.