Life's not fair.I've heard this phrase countless times in my thirty-three years; I've even uttered it a time or two when I thought tough-love was the only option left. Often, I find comfort in the abruptness and finality of these words. Life's not fair. They don't lie; there is no candy-coating or rose-tinted shine for a scenario we all know can't be changed.Today, however, I find little comfort in the truth presented by this phrase.Life's not fair.If it were, a young, seventeen-year-old boy...