Self and... self.

I was thinking about the situation I'm in and how hard it always seems to be to find happiness. And then I saw the unfortunates around my neighbourhood. Some were terribly poor, and others were disabled or deformed. Self pity does little good for anyone and it is extremely selfish at best. I guess one has to count one's blessings at least, since nobody is actually born perfect. One might seek a perfect life, but one must understand that there are always tradeoffs for certain perks. It is just a matter of how much one is actually prepared to sacrifice. So people feel that not having a personal life is a fair tradeoff for extra money. Fine, then. Anyway, this is just for telling myself to not wallow in self-pity, no matter how terrible life may seem.