07-13-2020, 08:32 AM
I consider that the following piece of my experience might be of some insight and assistance do you, Elle, and everyone else here.
My story is somewhat similar to yours. However, I suffered what you did (and many other things that people don't really seem to withstand without going permanently haywire) multiple times, for many, many, many more days than you've been through in your OP.
I've been ran over. I've slept on the streets. I've been abandoned, tortured in many ways, betrayed by friends and family alike. I've witnessed death, suffering, misery, and abuse in many, many places. Multiple strokes left me on the brink of death, on multiple occasions. I've got no family anymore, not a single person to hold their hand and be my emotional support; not anyone who's "loving" and "caring". I know nothing of this jazz.
I've lost the little that I had fought my very best to achieve. I ended up with nothing, and unexplainably I endured it. While I was going through absolute chaos and unfathomable oceanic entropy, I decided that even though I was shattered to grains — not pieces — I could still shed some light to others along my way.
Even though I was bleeding to death, I could still do something before gasping my final breath. Even though I cried dozens of liters of tears (I measured it), I could still use this fluid of life to water and to nurture life itself.
Yeah, we're "no different" from a detached perspective. We're from the same essence, but we ain't the same. You have come through pains and sufferings that perhaps I wouldn't be able to last a couple of instants, and vice-versa. Everyone goes through such, especially on Earth's Bootcamp. Nevertheless, while some prefer to just take care of their own selves, ever so sternly, stoically, Buddhistically caring for their own little world, I've decided that it's very much possible to simultaneously help yourself while shedding some joy in other people's lives.
Right now, right at this instant, All is not well, though it can be if more people have the honor to make this world a little better regardless of their pain.
My story is somewhat similar to yours. However, I suffered what you did (and many other things that people don't really seem to withstand without going permanently haywire) multiple times, for many, many, many more days than you've been through in your OP.
I've been ran over. I've slept on the streets. I've been abandoned, tortured in many ways, betrayed by friends and family alike. I've witnessed death, suffering, misery, and abuse in many, many places. Multiple strokes left me on the brink of death, on multiple occasions. I've got no family anymore, not a single person to hold their hand and be my emotional support; not anyone who's "loving" and "caring". I know nothing of this jazz.
I've lost the little that I had fought my very best to achieve. I ended up with nothing, and unexplainably I endured it. While I was going through absolute chaos and unfathomable oceanic entropy, I decided that even though I was shattered to grains — not pieces — I could still shed some light to others along my way.
Even though I was bleeding to death, I could still do something before gasping my final breath. Even though I cried dozens of liters of tears (I measured it), I could still use this fluid of life to water and to nurture life itself.
Yeah, we're "no different" from a detached perspective. We're from the same essence, but we ain't the same. You have come through pains and sufferings that perhaps I wouldn't be able to last a couple of instants, and vice-versa. Everyone goes through such, especially on Earth's Bootcamp. Nevertheless, while some prefer to just take care of their own selves, ever so sternly, stoically, Buddhistically caring for their own little world, I've decided that it's very much possible to simultaneously help yourself while shedding some joy in other people's lives.
Right now, right at this instant, All is not well, though it can be if more people have the honor to make this world a little better regardless of their pain.