Imagine you're in pain.
Real pain, constant pain. Not physical pain, but an emotional pain, one that
won't let go, no matter what you do and how you feel. It's a sharp, unending
pain that doesn't get any easier with time.
Imagine living in fear.
Every single day of your life, you're afraid. You're afraid you might get hit
by a car, or an asteroid will destroy Earth, or you'll get sick, or somebody
dies. It's not just because – you have been diagnosed. But even treatment
doesn't help sometimes, after years you've been living in fear. You fight,
every day of your life, but it doesn't make life any easier.
Imagine not belonging
anywhere. Even when you're with friends you may have picked up along the way,
you never belong. You're always an outsider, simply because you can't get
attached enough to come inside. Nobody sees you in real life. You barely have a
reason to exist. You only care enough about your DVD boxes, your best friend
and your small family. Even in your big family you don't belong. Sometimes you
don't feel belong even with your best friend.
But life goes on.
You're in a place you
neither like nor hate. Most of your days you spend in a place you don't care
about. You feel alone there, surrounded by idiots who can never care enough
about you, even if they wanted to. You have no challenges, you're constantly
bored. You're wasting what's supposed to be beautiful years with people you
don't care about in a place you wish was gone. You can't quite, and you can't
leave. There's nowhere else to go to.
There are some nice
moments – but they're few, and are lost quickly in the bigger picture. In the
bigger picture you find yourself unable to believe people, unable to trust them
or to stick to anyone. You've got friends, but sometimes even they mean
nothing. You can try believing something else, but the truth is even you can
tell there's nothing left for you around here. You have already been at the top
– there's only down to go from there.
You remember everything.
You remember who used to bully you. You remember everyone who had lied to you,
who cheated on you, who left you in your worst hours. You remember your own
father yelling at you that you're pathetic and scaring you to death all of your
life. You remember always having to take care of your little sister. You
remember all the pain you've caused and all the pain that people have caused
you.
You look at all the
facts, and you wonder – what have I left here? You wonder… if there's nothing
you really want to do, there's nothing in life you enjoy that makes sense… Why
are you here?
You find the answer in
the image of that one person you don't want to cause pain to, yet you have
repeatedly done so. You refuse to let go of everything, only to not hurt that
one person who has always been there for you. But inside you, you still wonder
what's left for you here.
Now look me in the eyes,
and tell me that you really can't see why I'm giving up.