I have days were I seriously question my sanity, and wonder why I do what I do. I think that we all come to those conclusions now and again. It comes to one big question that reoccurs often: Why the hurt?I have noticed that people are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. Feelings can and are disturbing at times. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can one deal with anything if they are afraid to feel? I am not sure that any sane person would continue to do something that hurts them, and causes them pain, but sometimes in order to get thru certain things, it happens and you bear with it, you grit your teeth and get thru it.
Pain is meant to wake us up, open our eyes. It makes us realize things that have all been forgotten. Or sometimes, it’s a painful reminder of how precious and sweet time can be. How little it takes and how much it meant.
People try to hide their pain, but they are wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio propped on your shoulder. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It is all how you carry it, that’s what matters. Don’t let it be something that you wear on your sleeve or something that you let bring you down… Learn thru the hard times, take something away from it, and build on it. Adapt and overcome.
