Question

Life has never been good to me. Today I find myself asking a question that has been asked by many without a satisfactory answer - why do bad things happen to good people?

All in all I think I'm a good person, within the boundaries of human limitations of course. Never mind the stupid things I did when I was young, it was done in the heat of the moment without much thought of the repercussions, whether in this life or the next. Compared to the evil that is taking place in the world today, my minor transgressions are next to nothing. If anything, I did more harm to myself than to anyone else.

So what I don't understand is, why is life so bad to me? Everyone deserves happiness, but that is the one thing that has eluded me all my life. And if I cannot be happy, what's to stop me from doing bad things now? Things that I strive so hard to avoid, deluding myself that there must be a reason for being good, when nothing good ever happens?

If there is a God, and if he's reading this on His break from saving the world, YOU WIN! I give up! Go save some bad person because obviously he's worth saving and I'm not.