Everyday is a struggle.
Some needs to work extra hard to provide for their family, waking up early morning or turning night into day. Going through the daily traffic in the metro is a struggle in itself. Students need to battle through bully classmates and terror teachers. Ace students have to fight the pressure of what is expected of them.
As uncommon as it may seem to others, some struggle hard to even wake up each morning.
Waking up to a brand new day is a blessing. Indeed it is. But to someone suffering, it may become like a curse.
Another day, another struggle.
Another pain.
Another torture.
No, i am not talking about an emotional pain. Although, we may have to fight a lot of feelings... Mostly negative ones.
What have I done wrong to experience this?
Why me?
What will happen after?
It is a struggle to get those off the mind because it is exhausting to keep asking knowing there will never be a satisfying answer to it. Nor an acceptable one.
Lately, i have talked to a friend. I feel her pain and anxiety waiting for the result of a biopsy. She says how funny it feels to want to know something and at the same time dreading the day. Achingly funny.
In case you are wondering what this is #ulog is all about, I suggest you to read this.
...And create you very own #ulog today.
I am glad to be connected with these amazing Steemians: 
Also special thanks for the support our master 
@iyanpol12, to 
@hr1, 
@bobbylee, 
@good-karma.
Brother Terry a.k.a. 
I also support his other projects like 
