There will be dark days when we clench our fists and look down at the ground. We feel the weight of the world, the injustice of life, so we quietly ask
“If life is unfair, why is it never unfair in my favor?”
But the empty room does not answer you. If anything, the emptiness resonates with the void you’re feeling inside. And you feel so lonely. You feel so small.
This is where our paths diverge. Many of us fanatically pushes these thoughts away, doing anything for a quick laugh, anything to reforget. Not caring about the consequences, persistently digging our own grave just for a moment of rest.
You can hear how empty their laughter echoes, see their stiff smiles and the glimpse of desperation in their eyes. They seem unable to lower their voices, as the silence terrifies them. Doomed to repeat themselves until change comes, they will remain lonely while being surrounded by people.
I call them seekers.
Yet silence strikes some of us. Being unable to voice our fears and struggles to anyone close, perhaps we don’t even have someone close to begin with. Soon our thoughts becomes shackles and our minds a prison.
So when people asks us how we are, we simply say that we are fine. Life is good!
Yet a part of us begs quietly for them to see that we are drowning. To save us from a silence that is so loud. A burden not visible, yet unbearable.
They can be seen in the corner of your eye, barely out of sight. Not really in the group, yet not outside. Cautious, slow to trust and often hesitant to express their opinions. Unwilling to open up Pandora’s box, certain of the sarcasm and bitterness that would follow.
Yet some burdens were not made to be carried alone, as the pressure that builds up will one day explode, and we will then lose the control we so desperately strive to keep.
I call them dwellers.
Yet seekers and dwellers are both two sides of the same coin, with one struggle in common:
And to all people willing to reach out and help those who are drowning, who selflessly listen and persistently supports.
I call you angels.
While you might not feel like an angel yourself, you certainly will be for the person you’ve lifted.
And if for a while, you will finally feel complete.
And if for a while, the world will be beautiful.
Perhaps life is meant to be lived in the moment