tell me that was ALL a nightmare...

Lie to me. Please tell me facts aren't the hardest thing to face. I wish at the very beginning someone told babies and toddlers that life is hard, and love is hell sometimes, and it may not or may not be worth it. Sometimes I wish the tough times and trials were all the nightmares that they seem to be years and months later.
Sometimes instead of the advice that taste so sweet someone could tell me this:

1. life goes on until it doesn't, so decide whether this is worth spending the next few days crying over.
2. if someone is worth crying over, why are you crying?
3. the world will keep moving without you sweetie, and tomorrow people will wake up and be happy, regardless of whether or not you want to be.
4. there's no love and hate opposites, only love and apathy opposites, you either love and care or don't give a damn.
5. there will be tough times, bliss times, mistakes, REGRETS--no matter how much you pretend there's none, and trials that will shake you to your core. Only you decide how many tears you will shed, and too many would be a mistake.