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Things that you cant really see
09.13.06 (12:45 pm)   [edit]

Deep Breath

Can you really see pain? Can you really see loss? Can you really see how a person is inside when on the outside he's all civil, and smiling, and tries to refrain from complaining? The inside is the negative image of the outside. A person tries to figure out why he's feeling so bad... it must be physical he says, it must have a medicine, a cure. After all, Its not coherent thoughts that makes him feel so bad, so lost. Its a knot over another knot in his stomach. Its the Tiredness, the fatigue that runs so deep that sometimes he doesnt understand how he manages to keep his head aloft, to drive to work and back every day.. or at least most days. Life seems to pass him by in high speed, but his thoughts slow him down to almost a grind. They're flashing so fast, most times he just cannot discern one from the other. So he tries to fix it. Tries to fix the inside, which seems to be way too slow for any comfort. Tries to fix the outside, the shell. But to fix the outside, you need to figure out exactly what's wrong.. so what is wrong? He takes countless tests. They seem to draw so much blood over time.. but everything is fine. All the tests come back negative. Nothing is wrong with him. Yet he feels bad most of the time.. and sometimes even worse. One of the things that he really wants to avoid is whining and complaining. He knows that it drives people away. Friends, family. So he keeps it all, or most of it at least, inside. To himself. What really drives him? What can really help? He remembers when he was happy.. back when he was travelling. Only now he's not so sure even that would help. He's been accused of running away. But sometimes its all that left to do.. Maybe if he runs away far and fast enough, this hurt wont follow in time. Maybe it'll give him some time to breathe.

 


posted by: thecyberwriter (reply)
post date: 09.13.06 (5:40 pm)

Nice blog! Actually, this sounds like something a friend of mine is going through....I should let her read this. Thanks for sharing it!



posted by: bryan doring (reply)
post date: 09.13.06 (6:29 pm)

on a jokinging note, "there's no problem too big you can't run away from." on a serious note, no one can fathom anyone else but themselves. is this selfish behavior? suffering is a human condition. but we seek it out, even with a glimpse of joy, like a serpent eating its tail. i am always reminded by "the prophet." by kahil gibran. happiness is your sorrow unmasked. no can can free yourself. my favorite color blue is not the same as your favorite color blue. you need not run, it is a state, and a choice, whether you have hope: as dismal as it seems, is there hope that you may see a star? i see an ocean of glimmering stars, and it is one sun shining of the surface of my experiences.



posted by: you psuedo sister (reply)
post date: 09.13.06 (10:45 pm)

the knots in your stomach can be untied. they are just delicate and need some time and good chocolate.



posted by: the one 4952 miles away (reply)
post date: 09.16.06 (4:55 am)

Carl Jung once said, "There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness."


We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same. Whine all you want baby.



posted by: gali (reply)
post date: 09.17.06 (6:35 am)

i know what you are going through
write to me
gali(chicagoG)



posted by: lorischuster (reply)
post date: 09.18.06 (8:56 pm)

this hit home to me more than you will ever know. My heart is broken in so many little pieces but I cannot stand the thought of being seen as weak, complaining or negative...so I hide it on the outside and carry it on the inside... with the exception of my blog where I am able to say it all outloud. This was a wonderful post.



posted by: josephwaynefreeman (reply)
post date: 10.22.06 (8:56 am)

What's happening on the outside is a reflection of our spiritual state on the inside. Far too often we focus on symptoms while the disease is eating away @ us on the inside.

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