I think everyone has an 'interesting' life, but what's classed as interesting to one isn't interesting to another.
I personally think we're all dealt with the good and bad in our lives - because that's life. Life is not a holiday, it's a challenge. It's how we deal with the challenge/s.
My life hasn't been a breeze and yes it all hurt like hell and felt devestating, but I never dwell on that because it doesn't define who I am.
I climbed up those high hills we all have to climb, pushed or fell off frequently, then continued up the climb till I found the level ground. I found myself and understood life isn't all about me. Being a victim doesn't define me.
I got out there in society, working life and volunteering, and gave as much of myself as I could to try to help those suffering - to try make a difference somehow. I'm not saying I was successful in changing anything by any means, but just feeling I was being useful gave me a buzz and being rewarded with a genuine smile was/is pure magic.
I know I'm fortunate I haven't lived or fought through any war years or atroceties/catastrophes that leave people maimed, disabled or mentally unwell. They are true victims. I marvel how those who have been through those times have been able to pick themsleves up (through damn hard work of the mind as well as the body) who rarely complain about their lot. And it's wonderful to see those born without limbs or sight or with any disability, grow up learning to live with what they're born with and not feel sorry for themselves - especially so now in this self obsessed society where looks seem to be so important.
Would I write a book about any of that? No. I don't consider my life has been interesting, but I do consider I've been fortunate to do something interesting that I enjoyed.
