Sometimes Life Sucks.

Sometimes life sucks, and there is no other way of explaining it. Sometimes bad, horrible, terrible things happen to really good, innocent people. Sometimes people take their own lives and no one ever saw it coming. Sometimes these "sometimes" events happen way too often and in way too close of a proximity to each other.

Take right now, for example. One year and a month ago, a friend of mine ended her life. My world fell apart. I'm still picking up the pieces. a few weeks ago, a boy I used to go to school with ended his life. My world trembled. A few pieces fell off. I picked them back up. Two days ago, a friend's cousin ended his life. My world was OK. Today, my sister, my best friend, had to go through something horrible and terrible, and I couldn't be there to comfort her. My world is beginning to shake again. Pieces are falling again. Sometimes life sucks.

I believe in God. I trust God. But I think he understands that sometimes life sucks. I think He's OK with the fact that, when my friend ended her life, I didn't want to hear people tell me that God would take care of things, that I just needed to pray, that things would be OK. I KNOW God will take care of things, I KNOW that I should pray (I do), and things will NEVER be OK. When life really sucks, the suckiness never goes way, we just learn how to deal with its presence in our lives. We learn how to be happy and sad at the same time even though we don't know how that is even remotely possible. When life sucks, there are no words that can comfort or actions that can sooth. When life sucks, we have to take a step back, accept the fact that it sucks, and acknowledge the fact that, someday, we will feel OK again...even if we know we aren't.