A dark room with no ounce of light. I didn’t know where the exit was nor did I even try, to find it. I heard some voices; they giggled, they laughed, they mocked me. Is it sad to say, I was used to it?
It would begin gradually; I’d be in school or at home and someone would say something to me and I’d easily shed a tear. The next moment they’d mock my sensitivity, they’d tell me I’m still a child and it’s time to grow up. What type of time do we live in?
Where expressing emotion is known to be cowardly and fragile?
Where being yourself is frowned upon?
Are we supposed to put on a mask for the rest of our life or are we supposed to live it?
What do you guys think?
Why are we afraid of the dark?
When you think about darkness, you think off the unknown and maybe it’s the disadvantages of being human. We tend to associate the unknown with horrifying things, letting our imagination wonder to the worst possible place, dwelling in things that may seem important at the time, but it won’t even matter a year from now.
Is darkness a place we hide in or a place we go to hide from, the things were too scared to face? Take a second and let those words sink in.
I don’t know if it’s just me but when I get sad, I turn off the lights and sit in a dark room until I feel better. I used to think it was a way off punishing myself for feeling what I felt but later I discovered it was actually a way to get away from everything, something like an escape.
Wasn’t I trying to punish myself. Wasn’t I trying to feel everything to cause myself pain?
No, it wasn’t. I was actually trying to find a solution inside the dark room. One day before going out of the room, I opened the light to find my perfume and I realized, maybe this whole time all I had to do was open the light internally and that’s when it happened. The positivity started to slowly flow inside me, and I changed my direction.
The days when you’re feeling low, please don’t sit in a dark room. Open a small light in front of you and then slowly turn on all the lights internally and externally. Nothing is hopeless, take it one day at a time and watch world change slowly and gradually.
Someone who cares.
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