poor me.

Yesterday, when I returned home from school, I cried.
I cried... and cried... and cried... till bedtime.
Then at school today, I cried some more.
School is HARD. The nursing program is GRUELING.
I've been feeling really sorry for myself. And eating my feelings this afternoon felt SO good.

Today my nursing instructor said to us,
"You all need to quit being so negative. Start looking at the glass half full!"
And I couldn't help it... my response: "BUT THIS GLASS IS EMPTY!!!"
I could see the disappointment on her face. And as angry as I was at her for a bazillion reasons, It made me stop and think...

In less than one year, this will all be over. I will be a registered nurse. That's freaking cool. I will be independent, and I will have become a bigger person (hopefully only in a metaphoric sense). And I will have a whole new set of worries and frustrations. And that's okay. Because that's life. And feeling sorry for myself will get me nowhere. Happiness is a choice. People that think of happiness as a future destination never ever get there. Happiness is today. Right now.

When asked “What thing about humanity surprises you the most?”, the Dalai Lama answered: “Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”