My aunt came over today, and she found me cooking. Of course, I had to cook; it was either that or starvation, and I had to wash and clean, even though I knew I should be resting and recovering from my illness.
I was always self-sufficient, even when I was in my worst state.
I recall one day in college when I had to prepare for an exam, but I was so feverish that I could not see well. I also had to cook to eat and take my medications; it was either that or go hungry, or refuse to read due to my illness and fail the exam scheduled for the next day.
I knew harshness in a cruel way, but life goes on, and no one cares. So she (aunt) asked about a friend of mine, how we had not spoken in over 14 months, and how I would have needed him right now. I told her it did not matter that he could be dealing with his own demons.
Even though I knew it was not true. I saw the person's WhatsApp update, and he appeared to be doing well. However, this is not me. I could see you driving a Ferrari and still suspect you are in debt or living a lie. I do not believe that having a good life equates to having an easy life. I think for the sake of my mental health and to avoid falling into an entitlement mentality.
I find it difficult to tell others about the extent of my misfortunes. I would rather tell them, "Oh, I just had a new baby, I just turned 31, and I just bought a car." It is simpler than saying, "Did you know my only sibling recently died?" Or "Do you know I have been battling health complications?"
Perhaps if they asked, this would be different. Nobody wants you to bore them with your sad stories, and I believe that is why people avoid sad people.
Sadness can be difficult to handle.
People prefer happier states, and most of the time, if I do not have anything fun to say or good news to share, I really can't. However, I have a few people who want to know about the sad things that are happening to me. They ask, and I respond. However, sometimes I feel guilty for burdening them with my problems, but they are more interested in how I can get out of my sad state, despite everything.
I have a good cousin, but his immediate family has betrayed him, and he is hurt. For my part, I believe he is entitled to be hurt, but that entitlement will only make him angry for a long time.
To deal with true pain, you must have the inner strength to overcome it.
Most people who are in pain are angry all the time, but once you stop being angry, you will be able to accept, deal with, and heal. Not from your pain, but from your anger over the mental anguish of being in that state.
It is like a poor person being angry because he was not helped by a wealthy person. If you do not heal from the pain of not being helped, you will not realize that self-sufficiency is a viable option. You must accept life's harshest realities and make personal excuses for why things are as they are, even if they appear unfair and bad. Cut people some slack. Try to imagine that people are fighting poverty, even if you see them living in large mansions.
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