I find myself tearing up every time no one is around wondering how it is possible I haven't snapped at the ones complaining every three seconds on how bad their lives are and keep talking to me about it. They just keep making it seem like its the worst thing in the world, That there will be no other happiness in their lives but that one moment before the "bad thing" happen. Then when something good comes along, something that you Think may be their one sense of true happiness. They sit there and dissect it like it was a donated frog from a science lab. Looking for something wrong, something they can complain about, something that they can tur