Why do people have to get so sick? How is it fair that most people are always healthy while others suffer every day from something they were born with or that just happened to them? How is it fair for me to be okay when someone who is ten times the person I am has to spend each and every day of their lives being so sick? How is it fair that I get to spend three days moaning around the house with a cold while countless others have, are, and will be enduring months of chemotherapy and radiation, CPT every night, a finger prick with every meal; people with scars from catheters, people who need cannulas and oxygen tanks to breathe, people with failing organs and a waiting list years too long, too late. Yes, I’m extremely thankful it’s not me. But it shouldn’t be him either. It shouldn’t be her.
this is me at school.
me in life
(Source: fythehallucinogens)
