It is occasionally suggested that one ought to feel somehow grateful for all the things in one's life that are not as bad as they might be. Frankly the thought that the world is full of people whose lot is as bad or worse than mine simply leaves me feeling impotent and despairing of ever doing any real good. What use is a drop of water falling on the desert sands?
Once again the pain is too much to bear. And yet I have no choice but to bear it. I'm so very tired.