Mike,

I can only speak for myself, but I imagine many of us have had a similar thought process.

It's pretty simple actually. You have 2 choices. First choice, you can fall apart, and ask "why me", and wring your hands in angst. Second choice, you can accept that this something that needs to be dealt with and deal with it.

I have told many people that this is my hill to get over, and everyone has them. I could be blind and have never seen the colors of the sunset, or deaf and never heard Etta James sing At Last, or paralyzed and never danced with the man I love. Things could always be worse than this, and when things get hard, I remind myself that I have my liberty, my family, my friends, and so much more that we take for granted, but that others die for.

It's not that big of a hill after all...