Yeah, life is beautiful, sunsets are magnificent, the trees around my house amaze me and teach me to give without demanding back.
And then there are those other times. The times when I burst into tears, or a mad rage or want to run away. That's when life sucks the life out of me. Or more accurately my thinking of how it should be sucks the life out of me.
I just want things to be different, actually, I want them to be better. I don't want a to live with complainer anymore. I'm tired of the mood swings and bouts of depression I am surrounded by. I feel the pressure of fixing every problem, and I can't see how to fix things.
Yeah, today life sucks.
