One of my journal topics this morning was the idea of unfairness.

I am healing very old wounds and sometimes – usually in moments when I feel exhausted or helpless or hopeless – life seems so incredibly unfair.

Why am I responsible for healing wounds that were caused by others?!

Two thoughts made me feel lighter, and I thought I would share them.

First, it’s not just me.

We are all wounding and being wounded. Usually inadvertently – because a thing I do believe is that we are all doing the very best we can in every moment.

I believe that if we were able to, we would do better.

I believe this because I can follow the threads in my own life to see why I did not do better. There is always a reason. It appears to be the work of a lifetime to do better, and also to forgive myself for all the moments in which I didn’t do better.

Second, life isn’t fair.

Life isn’t fair, because fairness is a human concept.

People can be fair; life just is.

I am continually surprised by the opportunities life offers me for growth + change.

I may not be responsible for what happens to me along the way, but I am choosing to be responsible for how I receive it.

Even if I have (many) moments in which I forget this.