Well i woke up from a nap and looked over at the jockstrap and silently started complaining. But then i realized something. I realized how blessed i was. Things could be a lot worse for me.
I might not have had the money to go to the doctor, or to go get a ultrasound, or to even buy those jockstraps. A lot had happened and some of it seems bad, but it could always be far worse. So I’m thanking God for my blessing instead and bitching like some asshole.