We are all walking around with those glossy eyes. " I'm tried," we say. We are living multiple lives and having battles within; struggling to get rid of all the pain we have, and yet not wanting the world to know what you're going through. Why? Because we know that explaining the pain is only going to break us all over again; because we are tired, and it's not from the lack of sleep. We are tired of waking up with nothing to look forward to; tired of going to bed exhausted after doing a million things that we find no enjoyment in doing. We are tired of this void, of this emptiness that looms over us even when we have just so many things to do. We are tires if the loneliness even though we are surrounded by dozens of other people. We all are just tired of being tired, so why can't we just say it?!
Humans are so afraid to look into each other' s eyes and say, "I'm unhappy, I'm broken". We have been conditioned to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, and difference with disease, as if these feelings are contagious. As if ambivalence is something not to be felt, but to be feared.
Well, I say screw all that. Screw all the pretending and the fake smiles and the polite hand shakes and "I'm fines". Screw all the fear of crying in a public place. Screw the fake chipper voice, and screw the lies that we spit out to cover up our problems. We are humans and we are meant to feel everything and to feel openly. We are not metal. We are flesh and bones. Our boiled blood courses through our cold, clammy hands. We are intricate and beautiful, and we should never hide what we are inside; because if we do then what is left to show?
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