Why me? Three ways to soar when life isn’t fair

Two days before, I had been in the fetal position on my bathroom floor, thirty-six weeks pregnant and screaming with pain. It was excruciating, the worst pain I had ever experienced—and I had experienced lots.

As the ambulance officer supported me out the front door and into the back of the ambulance, all I could think was, “How is this going to affect my baby?”

After two ambulances, two hospitals, and a barrage of tests, I was sitting on the hospital bed, absolutely exhausted—physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

My thoughts started to go down the same well-worn path: “Why me? Why do I have to deal with this? Life isn’t supposed to be like this. It isn’t fair!” …

Continue reading. I’m writing over at Tiny Buddha today.

Images used courtesy of Kelsey Kristina Krug under Creative Commons license.


  1. Abby says:

    Susan, thank you for this post. I really needed to hear this message at this time in my life.

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