I got a lot happening, a whole lot, and it's not always easy being me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My life has never been easy. It's like all the major events of my life have always been difficult.
Everything's completely different, and it's been hard. Fortunately, I have a lot of wonderful people around me, and I think I'm handling things pretty well.
Sometimes you get lucky and things are as easy as you had imagined, but that's rarely the case.
Sometimes I can receive the world and regurgitate my version of events easily and sometimes it's hard.
It's tough being me.
I don't think there is anything unusual about my struggle. It's a very typical struggle where you meet bad people, and then you meet good people, and then you finally have a breakthrough.
In all kinds of ways, I used to be really, really hard on myself.
I am very fortunate. I am a glass-half-full eternal optimist type to the point of being a moron. But I would never presume to know how hard it goes for others. How, for some people, just getting though the day is an incredible effort that can hardly be borne.
Some days I totally appreciate everything that's happening to me, and some days I feel everyone's waiting for me to mess up.
Acting like the person I'm supposed to be has always been the easiest thing for me.