blog drama

i spent about two hours on line today, reading the blogs of strangers, friends, used-to-be friends, semi friends. i have come to one conclusion; i am not as unhappy as i think i am. in fact, by comparison, i am freakin' pollyanna. the amount of angst that i have swallowed in the past couple hours is astounding. i don't know all that goes on in people's lives or hearts and i try to be empathetic but it's really hard not to post something like "get over it!" or "grow up!". in the past couple of years i have lost both my mother and my son and yet i am still happier than 100% of the people whose blog's i read today. that's slightly disturbing and yet, slightly reassuring.