after basically winning the life lottery (being born in a first-world country to a family 'smack in the middle of the middle class', pretty happy childhood, etc.) and not having fallen prey to lupus, cancer, transverse myelitis, autoimmune, Epstein-Barr or anything else they show on _House_, and spending two charmed years in an MFA program, i have no trouble being grateful
grateful is different from happy, though.
and just because you've been blessed doesn't mean you don't make a lot of mistakes.
i'm trying not to cry right now but i know things will get better. or i will get stronger. or both ?