Unfairness

I wonder if I will ever come to completely accept unfairness as a part of life. I am not naïve anymore, like I was as a kid. Bitter experience will teach you not to be. The fact is that life is not fair, and the principle of the survival of the fittest is always in effect. You must weather the unfairness and injustice of life, shrug it off and continue on, accepting it as inevitable. The weak will not be able to, and be worse off as a result. I know this. But it is still hard sometimes.

Even when expecting it, unfairness can be a hard blow when you work hard and seem to do everything in your power, spend all the energy you have. It can sap your will and crush your motivation to continue. Setbacks, especially when caused by people and when you don't deserve it, when you have done nothing wrong - on the contrary, when they should be thanking you for your efforts - can knock the wind out of you. And when you are assaulted by a succession of setbacks, making it seem like everything is going wrong, this can drain your energy. Even when expecting it, when you have accepted it as a part of life, unfairness can seem like a cruel, phantasm monster that cannot be slain, only ignored.

So I wonder if I can ever completely accept this injustice that will invariably continue to haunt me, like it affects everyone. The notion that it is impossible to banish it, since it is human nature that produces it and only the eradication of the human race would end it, does not sit well with me. It is at odds with my fondness for progress. The only solution is to accept it as a part of life. But don't tell me this when I'm in a rage over being screwed over by the thousandth dickwad.