Yes, life is unfair. some people get away with stuff and others pay the price. however, there is no sense whining about it so don't let that bother you.superman22 said:i need honest like answers.
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Simple answer in simple terms: You just have to play the game with the cards your dealt; it may not be equal, but it's a chance.giantpinkbunnyhead said:Well, life IS fair in a way...
Everyone born gets a hand of cards that, when played, spells out their life. But not everyone has the same cards. Whining that life isn't fair is like whining about poker not being fair because the other guy got four aces dealt to him when all you have is junk. Nothing "unfair" about it, but perhaps unfortunate is a better word. However, life is far more serious than a poker game and because of that, seeking fairness is a bigger objective. So even if you get a crappy set of cards to play your life with... you can still play them as you choose, and if you wish to make the best of it, you will likely pursue a different path than anybody else with their own hand.
So I think life is fair, but also unfortunate depending on how you compare your situation to others. And that is highly subjective anyway.
That's my simple answer.
Is it?Xynrx said:Simple answer in simple terms: You just have to play the game with the cards your dealt; it may not be equal, but it's a chance.
First off, let me say that that is depressing and sad indeed.Painman said:Is it?
I have a 16 yr old adopted niece, we'll call her "Liz". Daughter of a schizophrenic drug addict. Spent the critical formative years of her life being physically, sexually and emotionally abused when her mother and various "boyfriends" were around, starved and neglected when they weren't. Became a ward of the state of Rhode Island around the age of 6. Adopted, along with her older brother, by my altruistic (to a fault, perhaps) sister around the age of 11. Currently diagnosed with severe bipolar, attachment and post-traumatic stress disorders, sufficiently prone to fits of uncontrollable rage that she has to live in a state mental institution... the only place left here in MA that will attempt to care for her. My sister had to sue the state of RI to win even this for her. At times you can see the human being underneath the mental scarring and heavy drug therapy, but it fades in and out. She weighs in at about 250 lbs. as a combined result of side effects of her drug therapy and the abysmal diet program at her facility.
I used to subscribe the the "everyone has a chance with the hand they're dealt" mentality until I met this kid. I honestly don't know if she does.
I think Liz's case falls into the category of "your life is what someone else makes it".Xynrx said:First off, let me say that that is depressing and sad indeed.
However, I do believe there is a difference between 'everyone has a chance' and 'your life is what you make it.'
The guy who died getting hit by a drunk driver didn't ask for it either, but it did happen.
Something bad can and will happen to you at some time(s), how salvagable depends on what degree the damage was.