Tragedy is hard but so is life. Our emotions get filled with anger, thoughts of depression and mostly things we would rather not reflect on. When a person is so low that light is an optical illusion, how can life be turned around?
We hide our truth because we don’t want people to judge us or find the obvious solutions for what seems to be a choice. Choices are something that is taught and the moment you realize that choice is also an illusion, you begin to see life for what it really is and how humans hide from it.
I have always lived my reality and no matter how hard I try to send the message out, the harder it gets. The problem is some of us are not blessed with happiness and good things, we must live in a shadow of darkness. We pretend to be something we are not for the sake of reality and in the vast, deep inner soul, we are crying ourselves to sleep.
I am in pain, mourning dearly the loss of my child and my father although it was in 2023, I wake up consumed the days when I got the call or received the message of their passing. There is no great loss than of this and I can say without a doubt, I have lost a part of myself as well.
