luck

i noticed that a lot of bad things happen in my life. i sometimes feel like it more then necessary. ever since i can remember, it has followed me. there were moments when it overwhelmed me. i felt like giving up. i would find easy quick fixes. things would be better in that instant, but now its more. i see things for what they are. I’m grateful for were it got me. without it, i wouldn’t be me. i don’t hate my luck, I’m just learning to live with it. it forced me to turn all these bad situations into good ones. I’m more experienced, careful, independent, selfish and guarded because of them. the very person i never wanted to be, i became.