Those Hidden Pains...
Sigh!
Yunno, they say a problem shared is half solved. But this saying goes only for those problems that can be shared. What then do we do about the pain we tend to in our secret places, when there’s no one but ourselves, all alone, cuddled up in our beds and living it, reliving it, with no end in sight. What do we do about those inner turmoils we go through in our minds, staring blankly into space while a storm rages in our heads. What do we do about the moments when things are falling apart in and around us, yet no one knows except us.
What?
It’s just concerning. Really. What people bottle up and tell no one. Because the hearers won’t understand, or — even if they manage to, won’t care. So what they do is hold it in ‘em. Many devise something of a coping mechanism, a system of temporarily not wanting to feel it. Or, better put, a means of trying to live through it, push it down, cope with it, without necessarily healing from it...
And how it hurts! (Man, I could use a crying emoji right now.) One spectacular attribute of secret turmoils is their innate ability to strike where it’s raw, tender, soft, and vulnerable. Even more twisted is the fact that nobody gets to know — by default. A lot of us try to hide it, to live through it, and a fewer lot actually succeed.
Yet it’s there, and no amount of coping mechanism can change that, nothing but a solution. And that solution ain’t in the hands of men. Hell, they’ve got their own share of problems to face too.
You read some writeups, or some articles, or basically pieces of writing, and you instantly discern that these writers are in pain. And yes, that’s what a lot of us do. We transform our pain into words, let out our emotions through our pens. Some of us even go as far as creating imaginary worlds of utopia, where there’s Peace, tranquility, and no form of rot, and where we are the central characters, all in the bid to escape from reality, from our pain, turmoils and struggles.
There’s a lot of pain in this world, but there’s even more pain in people. Pain which you’ll never know, will never perceive.
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There’s so much pain in people, and it’s so excruciating. Yet you’ll never know.
So how do we deal with all these pain? How do we actually escape from them all? How do we heal from all of the inner struggles and hurt?
How?
What to do? Well, since you can’t confide in humans about your inner struggles and pain, why not talk to God? Yeah... Perhaps you were expecting some out of this world stuff, and not something that sounds this... simple, yet so potent.
Talk to God, man. And make sure it’s The One Almighty God you’re talking to.
It’s in phases: First, you realise you can’t soothe your inner pain all by yourself, and that no other mortal can. Then, you recognize the truth that there are actually immortal entities that could help. Where it gets pretty tricky is discerning who can really help you. Yes, a couple of us know it’s none other than God, but not everyone does.
God... is the only one that truly helps. He offers his love and care without condition.
Wev’ve gotta find him, man. We’ve gotta seek him. We’ve got so much rot in us, so much pain. And He’s the only one that can make us whole.
Peace.
