The world we live in can be a cruel place, anyone who can't see that is beautifully naive. Coming to terms with that for me was a struggle. Throughout my childhood I was happy and life was great. But I soon found out that wasn't the way of the world. My fathers alcoholism soon tore apart my family as I entered my teen years and I soon started to focus on the evils in the world and they made me furious. At some points with the cards stacked against me I could envision myself giving into my anger and becoming like him because that was the way the world seemed to work and I hated it. All I wished for was to exist and take no part in this corrupt world. But then I changed the way I thought of things. Life truly is what you make of it. Now matter how bad a hand you're dealt you can always make the best of it. Now I wake up every morning and I choose to be happy. I choose to enjoy the little things. I choose to smile at complete strangers for no reason but to smile. You asked how I came to terms with this world in order to exist in it and here's how: I choose not to give into the evils I see. I choose not to stand by and let corruption and wickedness run rampant. I choose to be the friend to the person in. Instead of existing in this cruel world, I choose to be the change I wish to see in it. And I refuse to settle.