"You love someone, you open yourself up to suffering, that's the sad truth. Maybe they'll break your heart; maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. You see two people and you think they belong together, but nothing happens. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That's the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens that allow us to fly."
T.J. Thyne
It's such a favorite quote of mine. Today, I don't even want to say much. This quote and the episode say it all. A relationship is like a curve. A roller coaster ride? When you're mounting, escalating, that going up ride is full of unpredictability, of adrenaline rushes, of blurry fast moments, of realizations, of fear, of anticipation, it goes slowly, building and building.
Then you slide off the edge and everything happens in the blink of an eye. You tip off and the ride tumbles into another world of lows with a light like speed. Too many things happen together, there's so much, the rush, the need, the pain, the misunderstandings, miscommunications. Sometimes you get all the time in the world to sit and ponder but sometimes you simply don't. You take the actions and you get reactions. The thoughts, the afteraffects and pondering, all of it is lost somewhere in the aftermath of your decisions.
Pain does that. Pain has the ability to surround you, surround you to the point you can't hold your breath, and surround you until you choke with it. Pain hurts, and when in pain, you see not that which is hidden beyond the simple comprehension, you see only the source of that pain.
Sometimes, we believe, we believe in our abilities to take decisions, we believe in doing the right thing, we believe that our objectives and our point of views, they're unblemished and true.
A fog wraps around us, cloaking us in itself. There's no one to provide the insight we badly need. We see things in black and white. Emotions take over. For some, it's anger. For some it's reconstruction. Different people handle different things differently.
Are they all wrong? Or are they all right? Or are they, right or wrong, in their own aspects?
Sometimes pain blurs the lines between that which is right and wrong.
A person once smartly told me, there's no right and wrong. It's always what's right for me and what's wrong for me. And that's where conflict appears.
What I might think right may not be your right.
What I think your wrong may not be mine.
And that's when, you're in need, you're in need of that pause. You need that roller coaster to simply stop, the speed to halt, and you need to ponder.
To ponder the what ifs. To ponder the whys.
To ponder the possibilities. To ponder the capabilities.
To ponder if you can truly let go.
To ponder if holding back is right.
To ponder do you've a surviving chance?
Has pain destroyed it all? Or has it, simply, given you a much stronger bond to rely on?
For you harbor no delusions anymore. You know that there's a person out there, who's capable of, definitely and indefinably, hurting you. That they can be bullheaded and unreasonable and drive you to the edge of that cliff. That they have in them, that ultimate power, to crush you but you choose them anyway.
Pain gives you that power.
Because even when it hurts, it teaches the difference.
It teaches you the difference between life numbing and gut wrenching, unbearable pain.
The kind you find in only the deepest pit of agony.
That kind, with which, you cannot survive.
The one that makes a shell out of your life.
That sucks out all the color.
And that's the kind of pain, you realize, that comes with not being with that same person.
And you embark on a journey to learn, together, that, it takes time, the mind needs pondering, reactions take reflections, habits take deformation, the heart needs it boon, the life needs its lesson, and for all of that to happen, you need to find in your soul, its true calling.
And when, that happens, a bond forms. A new flower blooming after the last one withered to its death. And this one, in it, has the resistance and will to stand any storm.
And that's when you realize.
You realize...
That in pain lies healing.
Rida
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