shattered

It has always been easy for me to be happy. I guess there has never been that great of a dilemma in my life. Sometimes this really makes me feel guilty, or maybe it's more of a worry of loosing it ... when I see people with big problems in their lives I can't help wondering, could I handle that? How would I pull through? I keep a straight face, swallow my tears, and tell them over and over that there are so many ways to keep things moving, yet, it breaks my heart in a way that doesn't heal ...