Its not as easy as getting a hobby. Its not as easy as thinking about your loved ones. Its not as easy as just thinking positive. Its not always a matter of looking to god for help.
Sometimes, it seriously takes more work then its worth. And even then, it might still not be enough.
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Agreed, most days I have no clue where the strength comes to give it one more go. So I try to find things, activities, people or just a book to keep the darkness away. Some nights I hope merely to succumb to the exhaustion so as to sleep and forget the mountain of loneliness and sadness I carry within, that I can only share here anonymously, and examine only briefly lest it utterly overwhelm me.
It never is as easy as people picture it of whom had never been this way. This is a place where we can be understood. Imagine feeling an outcast even here. Damn, I really wonder how others can carry on. I most mornings just hope for a lucky accident that not I will cause, sweet faraway dream. How can you all keep on going ?
“This is a place where we can be understood. Imagine feeling an outcast even here.”
its funny that you say this because it is here that i have been told some of the above examples. also i do feel like an outcast here, no one understands anything but always pretend they do.
“if you found meaning in life, life would be bearable.”
“Most people who end up suicidal, only know what they don’t want. But perhaps it would be crucial if we knew and focus our attention on what we really want. Something we dream to have. Something we still enjoy to do.”