#helpheal

Death, I believe, is the most bitter reality in the universe.The departure from the world.A world which we know is temporary; it's something we are aware of since young age,still we can't process when we are showed how short-term it is.When a loved one passes away.

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We belong to a sad generation. Every other person is hurt in some way or the other. The old,the young, and even children are coping with one thing or another. Most of us have gone through the pain of separation whether that be in love,friendship or any other form of connection. We have lost someone that we thought or wished would always be with us.

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What happens when you lose a connection?You complain.You cry.You curse.You pray.You do every single thing trying to satisfy yourself but...you fail. The fact that 'we' has become 'you' and 'I' hurts.The thought of losing 'us' stabs you repeatedly.

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But you forget that the agony of parting ways is not as much as it is of a separation through death.The reason to it is that we have hopes.We are somewhat comfortable with the fact that the other person exsists and we hope that maybe one day,maybe some day, the reunion can take place. This is not the case when one of the person dies. When one of the two in a connection dies,the other struggles to live.Their life becomes hard and the world seems so small,they find themselves suffocating.They wish death upon themselves because it's their only way of reuniting;their only way of healing.

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The pain of losing someone important is so severe that the will to live withers away and yet people are letting their ego win.

If only you think of death everytime you part ways,if only you assume the other person dying,maybe you would not leave?Maybe the thought of them not returning would stop you from falling apart?Just maybe the connection will not break?There are a lot of 'maybes' and 'ifs' that confuse us from making a move but keeping this cruel reality in mind can help us stay.

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Think about it.Think and decide if you'll be okay hearing about their death before you made peace with them.If not, which most probably is the case,go and make things right.There's no tomorrow,it's only the present.Make it beautiful.

It’s strange how things change when a person develops an addiction toward someone. They were nowhere then suddenly they’re everywhere.

In everything.

In everyone.

Addiction is a not a choice. It is an illness. Every time you’re with them, your heart fills with more and more pieces of them and the more it’s filled with those pieces, the more it hurts when they rip it out of your chest.

No matter how difficult the situations become, people learn to adapt to it for love.

Yes. LOVE. An emotion as vast as the sky. The hurt and happiness that comes along with it are like the clouds and rain. There can be no rain without clouds just as there can be no happiness without hurt. Pain shows us how important joy is. How necessary it is to live before you die.

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When a person lives through the hard side of love, they might not want to experience it again because sometimes a person’s spirit just isn’t strong enough to withstand the ghosts from their past. Their heartbreak was not a quick break. It was slow and painful, filled with so many moments that tear them up from the inside out.

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Why would someone want to put themselves in a position that could bring the type of pain that makes a person envious of death?

How can love do that to a person? How can it be this evil for some people? How is it possible for one person to go on with life like nothing happened while the other struggles to move ahead?

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We should know that if a person can’t see what good they could have with you then they aren’t worth your love…or life. You wonder what the hell happened that made them capable of saying words that hurt you deep inside. You realize that it’s apparent that you invented those feelings from them in order to match your own. The occasional emotion was a figment of your own imagination.A figment of hope.

You realize you deserve so much more than what you’re allowing yourself to have because something inside you freezes. A heart as soft flowing as liquid becomes solid and you realize this is it. You have to live for yourself the way they’re living for their own. And then you go on with life along with all the acceptance of reality and memories buried. You WIN yourself at last.

The thought of starting this blog came from an inspiring novel that I've been reading. The novelist said that it's good to speak up, either to people or to yourself. She suggested writing things down,public or private is our own choice. It was something that helped her in life and pretty much me too now. I've been typing down my thoughts in wordpads and notes for quite a long time. Now I feel like it should be open, I should see if I relate to the people out there in some way. Although the thought of putting it here online triggered my anxiety but then I know I can not expect people to trust me with their stories if I'm not willing to give my own to them. Plus,I'm keeping it anonymous so it will not really cause me harm and even if it does somehow, can it be worse than what I've already been through? I don't think so.

This is my choice. I want to give this choice to everyone who's reading this. If you want to talk,if you want to be heard with zero judgements,if you feel trapped and want someone to understand,if you just want someone to listen or if you need help or advice, this is your choice. You can keep it anonymous too. As private as you want. Share only what you feel like is safe to give. Let's help each other cope with reality.

Tomorrow I'll be writing down about my first heartbreak- a ruined friendship. For now I'm going to start another famous book to help me see the light of hope at the end of a tunnel.

This platform is for all those who are willing to help people come out of their miseries,for all who are willing to trust strangers about their stories and for all who are trying to heal. We are not here to be friends. We are here to connect our souls,share our pain,help each other survive and grow without naming our connection because a relationship becomes much more difficult to handle when it's under a certain title.

The world is a sad place to live in but if we can be humble enough to let people in and to provide them a helping hand then we have played our role well as a part of the universe. 🌻

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