I found this intriguing yet puzzling. I really don't think I have very bad luck. I don't think I have particularly good luck either, but mostly my life is just....life. It has its ups and downs. That's just life. It's is not always sunshine and flowers. In fact, I wouldn't want it to be. The sweet moments would not be as wonderful if they were not contrasted with some difficult times.
I write a lot. I think and analyze everything a lot... I'm always mentally digesting something. That's just the way I am. Writing helps me to do so, and writing in a public forum like this gives me feedback, which is why I do it.
Maybe it's just because I overanalyze so much about the many aspects of my life and my thoughts, the bad as well as the good? I suppose that could make this journal seem a bit "like a traffic accident".
Maybe I don't write about the good stuff enough? There are plenty of amusing and happy moments in my life. Certainly some of them are documented here. Often they don't require as much thought, they are just fun stories I tell.
Or maybe other people's lives really do have fewer mishaps than mine? I've just always assumed that many people's lives and relationships and whatnot are as complicated as mine, when perhaps in truth that is not the case.
I don't know, but it is a very interesting question to me. I am not at all offended, but I am fascinated. Now I wonder what other readers think of my journal and of my life as I describe it. I'm linking to the thread below. If anybody else is moved to comment on this thread, I would welcome additional thoughts.... feel free to keep them anonymous so you can be as brutally honest as you see fit!