Pain is a funny thing. We try to run from it, but it makes us human. Our thoughts crumble, feelings shatter, and our lives fall. Physical pain can only be felt to a certain extent until death, but emotions work differently. Our feelings don't have a spectrum, but they aren't random either. They are threads, weaving and intertwining with other feelings. They mix and grow, shed and deteriorate. I'm not really sure how to picture it, but my best guess would be an infinite piece of cloth knit in all sorts of directions. Various colours, textures, rips, holes, and tears. It would look random, but if you followed a single path it would make sense. Pain isn't easy, but it isn't impossible to handle. I could say it makes you stronger, but in the moment it makes you weaker and vulnerable. The one thing to remember about pain is that it makes you feel. Whether we admit it or not pain is inevitable, but deciding what we are hurt by is what matters. Choose carefully.
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