Society calls for us to hide our pains from the world around us. And yet, how hurtful has it been each time we have learned that someone has been suffering silently, and often entirely alone, right by us, but without our knowledge… and wished we could have helped?
Perhaps we aren’t made to keep it hidden inside. Perhaps we were made to share, including our struggles, with those around us.
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps…
I think we were. How else would we grow truly close to those around us? How could we learn to love each other fully, to show our love fully? Perhaps it is why everyone seems so far away these days…
Post-a-day 2024
hannah ananas 