Jackie: I can see by your picture that you're doing a good job of raving and ranting.
Maybe we should have a contest (a rant - off) to see which of us does better. But I've had longer to practice -- I'd beat you!
Seriously, I've found that laughing at yourself is the best way to handle things. (Sometimes screaming and banging on the wall helps, too).
Even more seriously, I was born with a handicap, so I grew up figuring how to do with difficulty things that everyone else does easily. I thought I was pretty good at it (HA!) but as my problems progressed through the years, from cane to walker to wheelchair, each time I had to go through the "Oh woe is me" phase of ranting and depression. But each time, so far, I've been able to pull myself out, and get to the "seeing it as problems to be solved" stage. Sometimes, I've used anti-depressants to help.
My solutions aren't always the best. I've been able to afford (barely) a part-time caretaker and I tend to rely on her to do things that would take only a little bit more effort to do for myself. But at least I'm happy, and only cry once a week (just kidding!)
But I HATE it when I drop things, and my stupid grabber won't pick them up!
