Another take on "Why do bad things happen to good people"

Today my teenage daughter was crying. She was harboring an imagined hurt from the day before, and in fact had been somewhat playful earlier in the morning. It struck me that she wanted to feel bad. She probably had multiple motivations and may not have understood one of the sources of her sadness, but I started thinking about her situation.

This is not the first time I have seen someone dredge up an old imagined hurt and dwell on it. Apparently some people need a certain amount of pain in their lives and if they don't get it they'll create it or imagine it, or mine their memories for it.

So I laughed to myself when I considered that some people for whom everything seems to go wrong might just simply be suffering an addiction to complaining.

But I'll mostly keep that to myself. There are plenty of people who quietly endure some hardship, and I don't want to dishonor what they go through with my silliness. I always hope for the good things, but if it's the best way to "git 'er done" I humbly say, "let the hardships come".