I wish my short sentences were reachable to all people but that’s something I can only dream of.
I wish people would finally understand that YES they can save a life and that their own lives will always somehow matter.
Nowadays people commit suicide as much as a flower would bloom in a beautiful spring day. People think that life won’t get better, that pain won’t stop so instead of shutting the pain, they shut their lives and end up missing the beauty of standing up.
We got to live and we forgot that sometimes even the simplest things in our lives are special. Some may think that seeing, hearing, talking, tasting, walking and feeling are things that you normally have, that it’s USUAL, but they forgot that they can easily lose one if not all in one tiny accident, sometimes without an accident.
People fail to notice those who’re fighting for their lives, those who miss a lot and yet have more dreams, but they never fail to notice those who’re giving up, they worship people who submitted to weakness to end up being just like them.
We forgot to be grateful for having a home to sleep in, a family (even if it can be a problem itself) to get our backs, studies to make our lives better, talent to make our lives more interesting and emotions to make of it a beautiful chaos.
Life isn’t a piece of cake. You’re not supposed to be 100% happy and humble. You’ll face difficulties, some will push you to your limits and it’ll make you wonder why you’re still trying. It’ll make you sad and you’ll stop noticing the power you held, you’ll forget the reason why you’re fighting and you’ll start doubting your strength and thinking maybe you’re just not good enough. You look at yourself in the mirror and all that you can think of it how ugly you are and how you’ll never reach the dreams you have.
“Maybe if I hurt myself physically, emotional pain will die.”
“Maybe I do deserve pain.”
Doing that, either with cutting or any kind of self-harm will increase pain. You’ll start thinking you’re actually weak and you couldn’t even keep your body clean. So here comes self-blame.
What’s worse than blaming yourself for something you can’t blame other people about?
And even though it scares you to death, you’d still hope to find someone who’ll notice and care, but in that emotional state, you’ll only notice the bad, negative and painful.
You’ll feel the pain increases over and over till you end up walking every day looking at the ground. You’ll hate looking at people’s faces because, for you, each one of them is judging you, criticising your choices, your weakness.
Maybe that’s the case? Maybe they are judging you, but then it’s just how it goes. You’ll never satisfy people if you can’t satisfy yourself. You’ll never get the love you need if you don’t even love yourself and none of your dreams will come true unless you fight back.
You may talk to someone about it, try to fix it, but if you do not believe it will get better, it’ll never happen even if you lock yourself in the positive room.
You don’t get to face something you can’t handle, trust me.
And don’t think “Why is this only happening to me?” because we’re not meant to have the same experiences, thoughts or actions. Some of us miss wealth, others health… and it goes that way.
Don’t be a ghost standing inside of a burning house, not moving just because you’re not feeling the heat. We both know deep down you’re also burning, and we also know that the place you’re standing in is already gone.
You’re born a fighter, why don’t you keep doing that? Why would you give up when you’re so close to the end line?
You know, it may be unobvious for you now, you may only notice sorrow and pain, but there’s always good somewhere.
After a good thing, a bad thing comes. it also goes in the opposite meaning, after bad things, good things happen. It may be so tiny to be noticed, but it’s worth it. It may be the smile of a child, the grateful look of a homeless old man, the look of love of a mother who just gave birth, the look of hope in a sick person’s eyes. It may be an animal drinking water, a small cat, a funny cloud in the blue wide sky, a delicious food, a good song or even a “sorry”.
Imagine if you ever decided to end your life, but you said: “I’ll do it tomorrow.” And tomorrow when you’re walking back you catch an old lady from falling on the ground, you stop someone from getting hit by a car, you call an ambulance for a bleeding person.
Imagine if you save a soul.
Who knows whom you can save tomorrow? Whom you’ll help?
Life is all about coincidences and fate; you can never know what the greatness that’s waiting for you is. If you don’t even look for it, you’ll miss it, we’ll miss it, but it doesn’t mean it never existed.
Except giving haters something else to gossip about, give them something to hate; your success.
Nothing ever last, it all goes; happiness, sadness, madness, pain, sorrow, excitement, joy and even ourselves. So why would you want to end the pain if it’ll end automatically anyway? Why would you stop living if you didn’t stop dreaming yet?
Emna BH 