How many times have you heard that? “Life’s hard”. Maybe it is and maybe it’s as hard as you make it to be. Some people like lemons, and lemonades quench their thirst, to others, it’s a bitter fruit they’d rather do without.
What you call hard might be someone’s else walk in the park.
I’m not claiming to have figured it out but I’ve realised when looking back in hindsight at a situation that I thought I couldn’t deal with, the only thing that decapitated me and made the situation ten times worse, where my thoughts of it.
Why is it that we’re so quick to whine and moan and bring ourselves down but hold back when it’s time to give ourselves a pat on the back for work done fantastically ? If life was easy, nobody would thrive. There would be no growing or challenge! I know I’d rather a two minutes sprint in the park with the bitter wind beating against my face than a continuous stroll.
Life’s not hard. Life is wonderful! And you have got to get yours.