How can one person feel so much pain? Â Why is it that others can be at peace, but some of us are afflicted with this never-ending turmoil? All I feel for all these decades is pain, so much pain. Â When will the pain and suffering end??
We are the master’s of our own demise (or resurgence if you so desire) and as such we dictate our own feelings and outcomes. Input from others shapes how we assess our own selves, it is up to us to determine how best to convey it back upon ourselves. I feel a lot of pain, from each of the four spectrums and…I haven’t the slightest idea if/when it will ever end. Except to say that I’ll decide that time on my own.
Good to see you can still feel, some of us grow numb to it all, something I do not recommend. Or rather “grow ignorant” to the sensations of pain, suffering etc. Take control of it bah; make the pain your ***** and tell it to fark off.
Yes I agree with Shephard. You can be happy that you still feel because that means you are still alive. I wake up mostly every morning with nausea and a fucking laughter about my own mysery telling myself in that suicidal voice: You need to die fuck rag, face it! As long as you feel pain you are able to bear it. When the pain goes away, your coping mechanism are wrecked. Be thankful for the pain, it can guide you to a new understanding of yourself.
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When you say it will.
We are the master’s of our own demise (or resurgence if you so desire) and as such we dictate our own feelings and outcomes. Input from others shapes how we assess our own selves, it is up to us to determine how best to convey it back upon ourselves. I feel a lot of pain, from each of the four spectrums and…I haven’t the slightest idea if/when it will ever end. Except to say that I’ll decide that time on my own.
Good to see you can still feel, some of us grow numb to it all, something I do not recommend. Or rather “grow ignorant” to the sensations of pain, suffering etc. Take control of it bah; make the pain your ***** and tell it to fark off.
Yes I agree with Shephard. You can be happy that you still feel because that means you are still alive. I wake up mostly every morning with nausea and a fucking laughter about my own mysery telling myself in that suicidal voice: You need to die fuck rag, face it! As long as you feel pain you are able to bear it. When the pain goes away, your coping mechanism are wrecked. Be thankful for the pain, it can guide you to a new understanding of yourself.