THERE ARE
NO CLASSES IN LIFE FOR BEGINNERS: RIGHT AWAY YOU ARE ALWAYS ASKED TO DEAL WITH
WHAT IS MOST DIFFICULT (Rainer Maria Rilke)
I sometimes picture my life as a
story narrated by someone. Unfortunately, I seem to make it look worse than it
really is. It could be far worse, but I do not realise it. Being a pessimist
can be quite annoying. My life is not as difficult as I often see it.
What exactly am I missing? I
have everything one needs: loving parents, a helpful big brother, a place to
live, enough food and clothes. This is what some people call luxury. But I seem
to forget what a beautiful life I have when I am dealing with things as: “He
did not text me back”, “I think I have gained some weight” and “My hair looks
horrible today!”
Things are much different at my
cousin’s. She is twenty two years old and she has to deal with the fact that
she still has to finish college, but with troubles she has at home, it could be
very difficult. Her father had a stroke about half a year ago. Fortunately, he
is doing better now. But my cousin has to run a farm, and also live with an
alcoholic. Her mother is a nervous break-down. That is what I call a hard life.
I guess I should stop whining
about my problems, because they are not as big as I imagine them to be. Should
I waste my time worrying about the shape of my hair? I do not think so.
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