Inconveniences are inevitable.
No human being since the beginning of time has ever had a live without inconveniences.
I don’t think I’d let that affect my decision whether or not to live.

Heartbreak and tragedy are different, though, since they reach deeper and they can rip people apart.
Not feeling loved or wanted, not being able to find anyone to connect with… that can cause a special kind of hurt that definitely adds up over the years.
I can definitely understand that.

For me, I think what it adds up to is, does the good at least sometimes outweigh the bad?

For now, I guess the answer is yes.
I have horrible rotten painful days when I can barely roll over in bed, and I also have okay days like today where I can get out and see some friends, and wallow in the cesspool of humanity that is a McDonalds with free WiFi.

If I ever reach a point where there are no more good days at all, ever, and every day is full of crippling pain, with no one to love me or help me through it, that’s when I’ll seriously think about making my exit.