Sometimes I question my existence on this planet. I really do.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate being alive.
But when life is hard, it forces me to question it, like what is the point of all of this.
What is the point of all of this struggle, all of this pain.?
Will it amount to something one day?
Or is it all for nothing?
In this line of questioning, my eyes often start to water.
My tears betray me like secrets running down my cheeks, exposing my deepest desire; a light at the end of the tunnel and arms to carry me once I got there.
It’s not in me to give up, even if I wanted to. I can’t
But soon enough (well not that soon to be honest) I realise that it is not the struggle or the pain that is getting me down, rather it’s hating, fearing, and refusing to see the lessons it holds.
So, I just get on with. I just get on with life.
At the end of the day pain is not here to kill us, it is here to make us stronger.
When we refuse that truth we crucify ourselves. And that is our doing, not the doing of the pain itself, but a result of our narrow perception.
Without pain there is no joy and without joy there is no pain.
Some may even go as far as to say pain and joy are siblings, birthed by the same creator, which brought all things into existence.
It is how we have built our perception of those two emotions that may have created a separation. But in essence they are one in the same.
And the moment we decide to sit with our pain and understand why it’s there, miracles begin to happen.
Maybe not immediately.
But they do.
They have to 🙂
I know I am no river of guidance, but I am honest and open about who I am. So I share.
Surely I can’t be the only one wanting to give up in life sometimes? Would be good to hear from you.
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