Have you ever, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that you are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves you now and that nobody will ever love you, and that you will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend your lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that your circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in your heart of hearts, that you will remain unloved forever?
Because sometimes, people do actually feel that way. Sometimes people really do feel like they don't want to exist, like they just want to curl up in a ball, and go into a place between life and death. Sometimes, somehow, people might say, or have a thought like "I don't want to be exist!" Trust me, it isn't the same as saying "I want to die!" It's saying,
"I wish that, for the time being, I could go somewhere and not have to feel."
I don't think there is anything wrong with that. And if you don't know how it feels to feel this way, then you have no place to judge anyone who does.
When that happens to a person, never tell them to “man up” because when a heart breaks, it cracks down the middle in exactly the same place for everybody. Sometimes the fault line is just a little more jagged than others. The worst thing you can tell them do right now is run away from home, because even though your heart is snapped like a bird’s neck, it’s still the only apartment you’ll ever have, no matter how dilapidated the back porch gets. Maybe most people think a man would be strong, be tough, but in a situation like this even cigarette burns feel like forest fires. Don’t touch the mess of your torn vena cava and bloodlines- they’ll flame up like a funeral pyre.
This might get ugly; But some men, they are afraid to cry their heart out. Or in exact word they feel shame to do so. If I have one advice to give about pouring your feelings, please, do so- you’ve already got enough brokenness to deal with for one night. No antiseptic either, no bandages. Let there be scars. Let them come. They’re just anatomical proof of survival. And lastly, back to the main question; are we happy? The answer is yes. Or at least we can try to. Because I believe good things happen everyday. I believe good things happen even when bad things happen. And I believe on a happy day like today, we can still feel a little sad. And that's life, isn't it?
Be happy, because life is too short to be anything but-
M. Qarin Al Maduri
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