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This is a question that has plagued me my entire life, do some people have a better life? Or do we just suffer in entirely different ways? I often ponder the thought that it must be so nice to have a bad hair day! Life is good enough that vanity is a crisis. Maybe my good day would equal someone else's bad day or vice versa? No matter what the answer would be to that question I am grateful for the things I have learned through my bad days.