Because I'm not the only one.

So I was truly realizing today that I am not the only one with problems worth talking about. A while back, when my friend Carla was going through a really rough time (she has CF as well), I told her to just suck it up. Stop complaining. Don't blame everything wrong in your life on one incident or the fact that you have a chronic disease. Everyone with CF dies. She was no different. I felt like she wasn't emotionally stable, and I also thought, if I was able to handle it, why wasn't she?

Well I am very willing to eat my words. Given the circumstances she has been going through, I honestly think I had no right to think the way I did. I've had a long time to think about it and talk to my parents about it, and I've realized my opinions and thoughts aren't the only opinions and thoughts out there. While I only deal with my CF, Diabetes, Asthma, occasional acid reflux, and occasional arthritis, Carla is dealing with far more. As far as I know, Carla is dealing with CF, Diabetes, Fibromyalgia, Depression, PTSD, some newly acquired pain that puts her in agony every time she goes to move, and she just recently had sinus surgery because her sinuses were so full. Wowza. That's a true handful of problems. Of course there is definitely someone out there that has it worse, but I've realized that at the same time, there are a lot of people out there that have it so much better.

My most bitter dispute with Carla was about her emotional and mental problems. I never understood how someone could go through life constantly down when there is so much to look up to. It really became heated when I blamed her psychiatrist dad for enabling her mental illness. I knew at the time that I had taken it too far. I apologized soon after that for doubting everything she was going through, and especially that comment.

So you may be asking, what is the point of this little entry?

I just felt I should mention it because at times I feel like I am the only one suffering and it makes me so angry and so upset. But then I think about how bad I could have it, and it makes me happy that I am dealing with so little. This past summer into now, I have not felt myself. I have been fatigued and generally sick. I have not, however, been so sick I couldn't do things. I have been very down in the dumps and have changed my view on depression. I do believe it exists. But I personally think I am able to handle it without the help of medications and with my family being a constant positive influence. That is just me. Just because I know that it is a possibility with myself, it is not always a possibility for others. As my little blip of information to the side says, my views and opinions are constantly changing. If I am given a reason to change my opinions, than I definitely will.

I will not, however, change my opinion that Obama is far better than McCain. =]

Ultimately, Carla, I want to give you a high five for dealing with all you do. You are fantastic for forgiving my not so forgiving words, and perhaps you saw that I had gone a little mental myself at that point in my life. Haha.

So everyone who reads this, remember that it is alright to be a little down sometimes, because it's a given that someone out there has it better than you. But at the same time, live every day in the most positive way that you can, because you know that someone always has it worse than you, too.