What's the worst that could happen to you? Honestly, THE VERY WORST? Well guess what, it could be even worse. You could be dead.
What does this mean exactly? Why is death the worst thing that could happen?
It doesn't really matter what you believe in, whether you are religious or atheist alike. Death is the final frontier, and where we (each and every one of us) are all eventually headed.
Death is not necessarily the "worst" thing, but it is simply the "final" thing. Once dead, no matter where you go, whether your consciousness ends up in some version of heaven/hell or simply dissipates into dust, what was once considered the "worst" thing then becomes insignificant. Once dead, what you feel presently, right now, suddenly means very little.
To reiterate:
Heaven? as you are in a state of bliss, your previous pain means next to nothing.
Dust? as you can't even think any more, you can no longer even consider pain.
Hell? as you are in a state of eternal suffering, your previous pain pales in comparison.
"There is a time to worry, and now is not it." -Atticus Finch, to kill a mockingbird
In a nutshell? Pain isn't worth the effort. Get over your pain and enjoy living. Your life is precious and fragile, so there's really no need to waste it having a bad time. That's not to say that it is wrong to feel pain, just that it's foolish to stay in pain, when you could be having a good time instead.

"Your life is precious and fragile, so there's really no need to waste it having a bad time."
ReplyDeleteIt truly is a nice sentiment. However, as someone who has struggled with clinical depression their entire life it is one I am unable to live by. I often find myself trapped in sequences of negative thoughts. As of late, I've been having some particularly dark thoughts regarding my past mistakes and prospects for future happiness. Having said all of this, I've just now realized that this isn't so much a response as much as it is self-indulgent rambling. Sorry, everyone.
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ReplyDeletewhen i see suffering i see it a struggle for survival or someone not realizing if they lost some thing they could live without it. its not a choice for them to with or without that some thing. its more about them accepting what has happened is unchangeable. when you accept the fact you go from what i missed to what i learned. or when you had you enjoyed