In fact, real pain cannot be expressed at all, and there is no ability to express it.
Any pain expressed is pain that has been relieved.
In the first few days after my mother passed away and my lover fell ill, my headlines were all blank. Not a word. Can't write a sentence.
Later, my relatives asked me to write a memorial letter for my mother, and I struggled for a long time before writing it after the fourth day.
It was already the ninth day of his illness when he wrote an article for his sick lover.
I am truly heartbroken and cannot express it at all. My mind is blank and I won't even shed tears. It's like being demented, without thoughts, thoughts or feelings, just like a mummy.
It has been two years since my mother passed away, and I rarely write to express my condolences. It’s not that I can’t write, it’s that I don’t dare to touch the pain. How many people post photos of their mother, but I don’t dare. I hid my mother’s photos so deep that I didn’t dare to look at them. Therefore, the pain talked about is not real pain at all, at least it is pain that has been relieved. Real pain is so painful that I dare not mention it, dare not express it, or cannot express it.
I also admire those who write articles about the death of their loved ones online every day. I admire them for daring to touch the scars in their hearts. I admit that I am a coward and I dare not. I only dared to moan without any reason. I didn’t consider the pain to be painful. I didn’t mention the real pain at all. At least I didn’t dare to mention it at the time.
Living in this world, to put it bluntly, means experiencing inadvertent loss again and again. Losing parents and relatives, losing youth, losing health. The older you get, the more you lose, and the more painful it becomes. In this sense, I think it is very necessary to have children. Because without the ties of my children, I don’t think I would have the slightest nostalgia for this painful life. When everyone who loves us has left, there are still those we love who care about us, so we must live without hesitation.
Live for love, persist in living because of love.
Hide and forget all the sad past events that you don’t want to mention, instead of writing them out day by day to reveal the scars. It hurts, please feel the pain in your heart alone. Laugh, please say it and laugh with everyone. This is the way to survive.
The only equality between people is that everyone has to experience birth, old age, illness and death. Everyone has to experience the death of a loved one. Sooner or later. Just because you haven't lost something yet doesn't mean you won't lose something in the future. Our parents will one day give up on us. So, don’t laugh at other people’s pain. There is no immortal person in this world.
Some people can't help but express their sadness, and some people say that they cry because they are poor and miserable. In fact, sometimes expression is also a kind of release. As long as you don't write every day, it's okay to write occasionally. You don’t have to watch it if you don’t like it, but don’t criticize it. Because you don’t understand that the person who writes is several times sadder than the written words.
Because sorrow and joy cannot be shared together, you should hide your sorrow in your heart to prevent others from saying that you are Xianglin's wife.
people! It's really not easy.
What about me? Open an account on other platforms and talk about whatever you want. No one knows who I am anyway. That's good.
