Often times we have to give up one dream for another. I choose my mental health over a job that I would really love. The way in which we accept this, and the extent to which we accept it with grace, is a journey unto itself, a battle ground, and at times a beautiful resting place, even if momentarily. My mother told me when I was very young that she learned at the age of thirty that life was not fair, and had she learned it sooner it would have saved much anguish and heartache and allowed much more room for grace. Walk through this life with joy, appreciation, and a hunger for finding beauty, and it will bless you always.