There's a saying that really hits home for me: 'It always rains the hardest on people who deserve the sun.' Sometimes, it feels like life is unfair, giving its toughest challenges to those who deserve happiness the most. I've often wondered why it seems to rain on me, especially when all I need is a bit of sunshine.
Every day, I deal with a world that keeps testing how strong I can be. Each challenge, each setback, feels like another cloud darkening my sky. I put on a brave face against these storms, but inside, I feel tired. I see others enjoying good luck and happiness, and I can't help but wonder: Why not me?
Why does it always rain when I need sunshine? I watch as the rain pours down, each drop a reminder of the struggles I face. Each day feels harder, and I'm getting weaker. I stand in the heavy rain, soaked and cold, hoping for the clouds to clear. For once, give me a little bit of sunshine because I can't take the rain anymore.
I look around and see people who seem to move through life easily. Their skies are clear, and their days are filled with warmth and light. I don't begrudge their happiness; in fact, I celebrate it. But I can't help but wonder when it will be my turn. When will the sun break through the clouds for me?
The rain has taught me to appreciate the small moments of light. A kind word from a friend, a smile from a stranger, a brief pause in the storm—all these become rays of sunshine in my otherwise gray world. These moments remind me that the sun is still there, even if it’s hidden behind the clouds.
Yet, I want more than just quick moments of light. I desire the sun’s warmth on my face and to feel joy without worrying about rain. I want to experience days where I don’t have to brace myself for the next storm. For once, I want to feel the sun shining down on me, drying the tears that the rain has left behind.
It’s hard to keep going when it feels like the world is against you. But I hold onto hope, even when it's just a tiny flicker. I believe that one day, the sun will shine for me too. The storms have made me stronger, but I know I deserve the light. I deserve to feel the warmth and happiness that I've been longing for.
So, I keep moving forward, one step at a time, through the rain. I remind myself that even the hardest rains eventually pass, and the sun does come out again. Until then, I’ll continue to seek out those small moments of light to find strength in the midst of the storm. Because deep down, I know that the sun is waiting for me, ready to break through the clouds and shine on me, as I have always deserved.
