One of the strange realities that we must deal with, is the belief that the world is against us or maybe even have forgotten us. However, this feeling I think is something normal.
Sometimes I feel that I am neglected physically and emotionally by others. I am irritated by that.
Or could it be that I neglect myself?
Whenever I look around, at people nearest to me though, people like family and friends who try their best, in whatever way to support me, I am reminded.
Of what, you may ask?
Reminded of the love that others have for me.
The issue to battle with constantly is the fact that sometimes what we aspire for or what we focus on or dream about—many times it is something of material value—this takes fairly sometime in becoming a reality and that pains us.
Taking such a long time angers us, we want instant gratification.
We have needs, which if not met disturbs us.
Doing so to the point that we can question our existence, reality or God.