Tell our friends and family about all our struggles.
Then we repack and keep carrying all our shit.
Talk. Let go.
When the people we love leave us and we are forced to say goodbye, they can leave a hole in our hearts. A hole that might never be filled up and we stay behind scared and scarred. Scared of being alone, of the pain we feel inside, and scarred because of what we lost. But someone once said: "A broken heart lets the sunlight in thorugh the cracks." No matter how much pain we are in, it will always get better. Because this life wasn't meant to be lived in pain. It was meant to be lived in the light and the warmth of the sun. In happiness. In love. If we take our time to heal our hearts, something beautiful will grow through the cracks. The scars may never leave, but they don't have to. They can be a reminder of the things we went through and of the things we got back for those hard times. Hard times come to teach us lessons. Lessons pay off.
Sometimes I wonder what we all do it for? The things we like, the obligations we make for ourselves. Why? What for? What is our purpose in this life, in this world? I believe we are all here for a task. A task set apart for only you or me. Something for the greater good. Whether we want to see it or we are unable to see it. There is something more to our lives and to this world! Most of our time on this earth we will spent trying to figure out what it is we need to do. And when we find it will it fill us up? Will we find the peace we have long been looking for? Because all we want is to feel whole inside, feel like we are needed and have a goal, a purpose. Is this what we were destined to find?