Why does life seem so unfair sometimes




















Today, I quit my soccer team of 8 years. Sexism and constant criticism shunted me over the edge. Neville metaphorically flipped the bird at one of I already had I would The video was of his Nona and Dida — his Croatian Shit hit the fan recently in a few areas of my life.

One thing piled on another until it all rolled itself up into a smoking heap of broken On Sunday I had an accidentally awkward conversation with a friend that ended really weirdly as she dropped me home. I love this friend, but over Download the free bloody good g-book. Because we've all had enough of e-books. Please use an alternative email address if possible. Blog Sheesh, that's honest I have never suffered from the delusion that life is fair, but even as an adult, I have occasionally suffered from the delusion that it should be.

I quickly realized that as long as I believe the universe is doing something unfair to me, I am giving away my power. What I could change was the kind of mom I was going to be for my daughter when she needed my presence and my peace, and not my indignation and my anger at the world. Was I going to be a mom who fell apart when something happened that I felt was unfair? As easy as it would be to feel powerless and therefore become powerless, I knew that this time, the stakes were too high to do that.

My daughter needed me and I needed me to be the best version of myself. If you feel that something unfair has happened to you, ask yourself these questions: Do I want to use my limited energy resisting reality, causing myself pain in the process? How could I use that energy in a more constructive way? I could say for sure that all of the difficult, challenging, and painful experiences in my life—this one included—had ultimately made me a stronger, wiser, and more peaceful person.

Realize that there might be more to it than meets the eye. In other words, it will give you more peace, and with peace comes your ability to be present with the ones you love. I wanted to love my newborn my way: by holding her in my arms, cuddling and kissing her, and feeding her from my breast.

These were not the ways that she was able to receive love in her first days of life, and so I needed to let go of my desires and focus on the ways I could love her given the present circumstances: by pumping milk for her to receive through a feeding tube, touching her arm with my finger, praying for her, and giving her unconditional loving energy.

Loving my daughter without boundaries, without my own preconceived notions of what that love should look like, required keeping my heart open at the exact moment I wanted to close it. I wanted to prepare for the worst, to problem-solve and plan. I wanted to control the situation in any way I possibly could.

But I also realized that doing this would cause me to dissolve in a puddle of fear; to close myself off to the opportunities that existed right in front of me, in that moment, to love my daughter.

And so for her sake, I learned to surrender in order to keep my heart open and keep her surrounded by the presence of love. She teaches overwhelmed women to connect with themselves at a deeper level, find clarity, and change unhealthy thoughts and life patterns. For more of her writing, to learn more about her services, or to schedule a free consultation please visit amybethacker.

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You may hate this. It may make you sick. People like to invent moral authority. Our parents tell us this. Our teachers teach us this. Be a good boy, and have some candy.

But reality is indifferent. You studied hard, but you failed the exam. A person with years of experience being someone completely different to you. A real person who interacts with hundreds or thousands of other people every year. Because — what — you exist? Because you feel something for them? That might matter to you , but their decision is not about you.

Similarly we love to hate our bosses and parents and politicians. Their judgements are unfair. This post may contain affiliate links, meaning I get a get a commission if you decide to make a purchase through my links, at no cost to you.

Please see my disclosure for more info. When things are going smoothly, everything seems fair. But once you hit turbulence and rough storms, you start to feel everything turn against you. It all just feels so…unfair. The thing is that life operates on its own terms, not yours. Imagine if you were to take two individuals at random and give them violin lessons.

Over the same period of time, they each receive the same lessons and put in the same 10, hours of practice.



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