I got to think about how some people have everything, love, health, wealth, and purpose, and how I have nothing but a body of disease and pain, and an unsound mind, an unfulfilled life. But hey, I could cry a little and think about how god curses me and blesses others, how hopeless I am, thinking about death, what a blessed morning! I got to think about how god supposedly transforms some peoples suffering into others peoples joys and blessings, but somehow its all my fault, if I where a little more positive god would also bless me right? My physical pain is so bad my hands and neck twitch. But hey, its not that bad somehow, somehow it just isnt right? I'm sorry I'm so insufferable right now.