Sometimes life throws us lemons. It's hard to stay calm in the face of a shit storm, but at the end of the day we are only human. Our inclination is to drown in self-pity, seeking sympathy for our misfortunes. If only others knew how hard our lives would be then everything would be OK. We use our suffering as currency to exchange for misbehavior, making excuses like I just cooked so I don't have to clean, I am on my period so I get to act like a total bitch, or I worked all day so now I can bum on the couch and not help around the house. In these situations we have two options, to be a blessing or a curse.
