I call bullsh*t

You know that saying, "God only gives you what you can handle"...I call bullshit. He needs to stop trusting me so much. Enough already!  How about a clear EEG? I could handle that. Or how about only a dozen meltdowns a day instead of three? Or maybe only one pill a day instead of 6 big ones that I have to crush and hide in juice and food ALL DAY long? These are things I can handle. And while we are at it, a little less pressure at work would  be nice right about now. Cheese and rice!