I'm no pro at figuring out how people deal with different things, or how they should, but I think there are ways that are better for people.

There are several ways that people deal with hard times. Some people ignore them, some people dwell on them, and some people actually deal and get through them.
Those that ignore them often live a very angry life, one in which may seem wonderful, they may be powerful, or seem strong, but often they are just one big bomb waiting to go off. Sometimes this is how I feel. Like I just hide everything away, and one of these days it's gonna catch up with me.

Then there's the people who dwell on them. These are the depressed, suicidal, and overall troubled people. So often they can't see the good things that are happening cause all they can focus on is the bad. but then there is the opposite of this which is part of the group above, who focus so much on the positive and never deal with the negative. God tells us to weep, he says he weeps with us.

This leads to the people who know how to deal with tough stuff, I don't know how anyone can do this without God. How can you get over something that someone did to you, if you don't have God to teach you forgiveness, because forgiveness is not easy for some, and for others (the positive ones) forgiveness is simple, but does that actually mean they have dealt with the issue or that they have just swept it under the carpet.

We listen to songs always speaking about the anger we feel when someone hurts us, or the sadness we feel when someone we know is no longer in our lives. And sometimes I feel like that's the world speaking teaching us to act in our anger, teaching us to dwell on the terrible things.

I feel like I've lost a lot of wonderful people in my life, and a lot of it is my own choice. Some is because I've moved, and most I keep in touch with, but it's not the same. Some it's because they have passed away, and I know that these relationships will not go further, all I have is the memories. There is a sadness and emptiness, that I have not figured out how to fill. I know God's there, but so often I feel like he's not. Sometimes I just want someone to wrap their arms around me and let me cry. Let me deal with the pain, let me deal with the memories. Allow me to think of them without crying, but remembering the good times. Even with those who are just a couple hours away, I wish I could spend so much more time with them. My great aunts and uncles, my friends from King's or edmonton.

I want so badly to be able to figure out how to deal with the lonliness and anger, right here and now, but that's not how God works, he works slowly, teaching us, guiding us, and leading us.