Sometimes I make the mistake of thinking that my life is, sometimes, in its own little way, difficult. Then I listen to pretty much anyone else (including other middle class white men, althought that’s obviously a factor) and am consistently blown away by how much pain people suffer. I don’t know how you all do it. I don’t think I could cope. I’m scared to find out.

Edit: to clarify, this is intended purely as expression of my amazement at other people, not in anticipation of me having hard times in the near future. Interesting and unpredictable times, sure, but I remain as optimistic as ever :)