tragedy

Here is just a small sample of the art circulating online.
At only 34 years of age, I have endured more tragedy in my short life than most do in a lifetime.
The question then is not whether to tell them, but how.
My parents and I heard phrases like, "What a waste." At grief groups, I was embarrassed to say how he died. As if him dying from drugs and alcohol meant I had less of a right to be there than if his life had been claimed by a car accident or a heart defect.
I personally think it's unfair that women are discriminated against because of their height. Women shouldn't be judged on how tall they are but rather on how hot they are.