scaredykat

Why does life have to be so hard?
Why are so many people in pain?
When will it ever go away? Especially for the young ones.
Why do you have to hurt your self?
Why can’t we see the good in life?
Why do so many have to struggle with depression, anger, frustration, envy?
Why can’t we just enjoy looking at the birds on the trees instead of just staring in sorrow at our knees?
Why must children and young people suffer so?
When is it all going to end? The pain in this world.
When are all the wars and mayhem going to end?
Why God? Are you even there?

I am so alone with all these worries.
I just want it to end. All these bad things in the world.
Why do babies have to die? They have done nothing wrong.
Why do kids have to kill kids?
Why do some people have to go hungry everyday?
Why is the weather going crazy around the world?
Why does there have to be diseases that can’t be cured?
Why do adults have to hurt children? They had done nothing wrong.
Why God? Are you even there?

Why do some people have to live with disabilities from being abused?
Why do men like to hit women?
Why do we have to drink or drug to feel better?
Why can’t some of us stop?
Why do some have to die because they could not stop?
Why can’t life be easier?
Why God? Are you there any more? Do you care any more?
Were you ever there to begin with or am I just wishing you are there.


Barb

Alive

beautiful poem

i know it's hard...but it's all we have...and quitting is not an option...we all care for you......in this place we do...and the world is a mess..people are mean...but what can we do but fight and survive and even thrive! There must be a purpose, but like my mom says all we know is this world, the earth, our existence,...so there's no way around it...we make it better even on top of ashes! we don't let people who hurt win and we protect ourselves!

Dee74

all good questions, Barb...wish I knew the answers...

I figured out long ago that either things just happen, or God (whatever that may mean) lets them happen for reasons I can't begin to understand with my man size brain...

I still go with the latter.

D

GlassPrisoner

To quote the band Rush:

Anna

Sometimes there just aren't answers to those questions.

What I do when I feel the lowest, is to start a Gratitude Journal. It's hard, but it works.

IO Storm

I used to be just like you in the not too distant past...

Why did I have to be alcoholic and an addict?

More recently..why do I have this condition of Bipolar depression?

And the questions you raised actually caused a breakdown in my younger

years...

I relapsed over and overduring the last 15 years trying to outrun and avoid

those questions.And the God who allowed these things to happen...

At some point..I realized that I myself was a walking miracle..

I lived through a drunken crash that smashed my truck into the steering column..

All I had was a concussion.

Another crash on tranquilers that totalled my car.

Two suicide attempts in drunken blackouts.

And I realized I have been protected and a recipient of...Grace..

There is a plan for my life and a purpose for my being here...

From that point I began to apply acceptance that everything is as it

should be in God's world each moment, each day...

And now I have peace in my trials.

I pray you will come to this realization..

That you, Scaredy Cat..are also a walking miracle.

We are not made to understand everything..

Just try to believe there is one who does.

Love,

IO

brokenheart

I believe that bad things happen in this world because there is sin in the world. Before there was sin, everything was perfect.

I also believe that there are many things that we have no control over and weren't meant to understand.

We have to do what is right, if for no other reason than because it is the right thing to do.

We strive moment to moment to head down the path that will get us where we want to go, helping those we meet along the way, making the world a better place one person at a time.

We all have a journey to make. Those of us who win will get up one more time than we get knocked down.

The pessimist and the optimist may get to the same place in life at the same time, but the optimist will have a lot more fun getting there.

(((((((scaredykat)))))))))

Life is full of hard knocks for all of us, for some of us more than others, but you know what?

It's not so much what happens to us along the way that is important, but the way we choose to handle it that makes all the difference.

hang in there

scaredykat

Hi everyone,
Thanks for all of the replies. I'm not really depressed tonight so don't worry. There was some threads on here that disturbed me today. Sometimes I worry more about other people and things before myself. Especially kids and young people. I can't believe I wrote that. It just all flew out of my head.

I don't know how long I'll be able to be on tonight. I'm in a lot of pain tonight in my back, neck, and arm and i don't want it going in to my hand. Some of the things in the poem did happen to me. I can't work anymore because of abuse from my ex husband. That's when my drinking got really bad when the Dr told me i had to quit doing what I loved even if i didn't make much money at it. Any thing repetitious will make it worse. He doesn't like me on the computer either, but I'm only on it maybe 2 hours a day.

I also tried to kill myself IO when i was married to my 1st husband that abused me. It was my old friends of AA that helped me to leave him. Now I'm just struggling to find my way back to them since my arm has gotten worse. I miss my old AA friends. I miss being normal. I don't feel normal anymore. I have no friends now, I live like a hermit and hardly ever go outside until my current husband talks me into going out to a restaurant or something. Well, I'm rambling now so that's all for now.

Barb

IO Storm

I wish there was a way for you to go to a meeting as that helped you in the past.

How about calling some of them and start a Women's meeting in your home?

I did that a couple of years and it was extremely rewarding...

Love,

IO

scaredykat

IO, I can get to a meeting. We don't have any Women's meetings here but alot of others. I can walk or take a bus. My husband can drive me to the night ones, but I don't want to bother him after he works all day. Plus, here I go again. My fear of starting all over again, and so many new faces. A lot of my old friends are gone. They either moved or something. I don't know what happened to them. Its so scary to me to start over again after all of these years. It was 1992 that last time I had any good sobriety (almost 2 yrs). And what if I fail again. I'll feel like an idiot again.

brokenheart

One day at a time.

If you fail, you pick yourself up, brush yourself off, and begin again.

The idiot stops starting over. The idiot doesn't try again. The idiot gives up.

But what if...each day...you choose to stay sober today?

What if you succeed?