Making Best of the Bad - Original Writing :: Papers

Making Best of the Bad - Original write What is the meaning of life? That is a question that I ask myself and Im received you do as well. Sometimes I just sit there on my own, when things arent going to great and have a wonder. I eternally come up with the same answer usually. Dunno. I asked this question a lot to myself when my parents were splitting up. As I didnt know what the point of me cosmos here was. But, now I have come through that rollercoaster of emotions. I venture I have come out a larger and better person. I look back at my life, when I was in my early childhood around seven or eight. They were some mythologic times, the hot scorching sunny days, the sky as blue as the rippled ocean. I remember tinting top of the world, playing footy with couplet from sunrise to sunset. Life really couldnt have felt better. And why couldnt it? Because there was nothing wrong. As long as nothing is wrong, you will feel nothing but pure genuine jo y. But as briefly as something does go wrong, its hits you harder than anything, like being knocked down by a five tonne lorry. It feels like you will never get up again, and that everyone elses life is better. You feel so low, that you do not know what to do with yourself and you cannot trust anyone. This is what happened to me. That feeling is indescribable. All I can say is that it hurts. Although I did get knocked down, I did get back up and fight back. It was a long haul to say the least. But right now I can say that things that pretty much are back to their best. I mean can you give me one reason why its level-headed to mope around and feeling sorry for yourself? No. I didnt think you could. Thats why you have to try and claw back what you once had. When your family is the roughly important thing to