A SOUL IN ANGUISH
WHEN THE UNTHINKABLE HAPPENS; WHAT'S LEFT TO LIVE FOR?
Just like every other day, with the same routine, the sun rose with its golden glow to mock me, ushering in the same old bad day. I stood on this bustling road, surrounded by various voices – car horns, traffic, and passerby conversations. The world was moving on with their lives. I could see their joy, laughter, and smiling faces. Life must be perfect for them.
Just like every other day, with the same routine, the sun rose with its golden glow to mock me, ushering in the same old bad day. I stood on this bustling road, surrounded by various voices – car horns, traffic, and passerby conversations. The world was moving on with their lives. I could see their joy, laughter, and smiling faces. Life must be perfect for them.
And amidst all those voices, emotions, and thoughts, one voice stood out – "What's left to live for?" That was all I could see as right at that moment in my life. It was the one sure thing I knew was best for me. At least, it would free me from this never-ending turmoil. I could be void of these ill emotions that had wrapped me up, never to lose their grip. I would have the freedom I earnestly requested at that moment, and it was the easiest route to my freedom.
Don't ask me if I've suffered more than others. Because, yes, I have had it up to the worst. Hardship you never wished for, pain you never heard of, and all the excruciating ills of life – I experienced them all. So, don't talk to me about other people's anguish, because mine was nothing compared to what they had – not even one-third of what I endured.
I never thought life would be this cruel. From being rejected at birth to being physically, emotionally, and psychologically abused, and then this. Why can't life smile at me for once? No, that would be asking for too much. Why can't life just smile at me for just a second? Since life has made its choice for me without pity, since life refuses to hear my plea for once, since it chose this dreadful path, I can as well end it before it does. I refuse to be at its volition this time. I refuse to let it win this last game of my life. So, I will rather end it before it does. At least, I won once against it.
DON'T LET THE DARKNESS CONSUME YOU
In the midst of unbearable pain, it's tempting to surrender to the darkness. But don't let it win. You never really win when you decide to end it – darkness did, and you let it take the pride the very last time. Your life is precious, and your story is still unfinished.
In the midst of unbearable pain, it's tempting to surrender to the darkness. But don't let it win. You never really win when you decide to end it – darkness did, and you let it take the pride the very last time. Your life is precious, and your story is still unfinished.
Don't let the struggles of today define your tomorrow. Don't let past and present pain consume you. You are stronger than your pain, braver than your fears, and more resilient than you think.
Choose to hold on, even when it feels like letting go is the easiest option. You are not alone, and there is help available. At that very moment, there's a glimpse of hope. Don't be too quick to let go. Wait for a little while. Your breakthrough is closer than you think.
Reach out, talk to someone, and let them support you through the darkness. Remember, your life matters, and your presence in this world makes a difference. Don't let the darkness convince you otherwise. Keep pushing forward, and know that better days are ahead.