In a very non-medical way, one could say that the brain is the craziest breeding ground of everything potentially destructive to human life. In the omnipotent struggle of expectation vs. reality, we are all slaves to the thing we think could/would/should happen.
The basic variety of what aggravates the perils of heartache (and heartbreak) is disappointment. By expecting something to happen, you render yourself susceptible to the risk that comes after--waiting for forever before the thing you desire materializes. And when it doesn't, all you can do is mindlessly wallow in the neverending quicksand that is grief; that, in the event that an immeasurable amount of it sets in, you know you're sold to the genius that is Elisabeth Kübler-Ross.
The other side of the spectrum gives you a slightly less invasive kind of grief, because you'll never know you have it unless you choose to let down your guard and face it head on. It is the easy way out to a mind-boggling life, where lives are led by brains and not hearts. In it exists a world of strength and nonchalance, where doubt and fear are unwelcome. One might think this is the best way to lead a comfortable life, but we must always be wary of the ever-so-impending tugs at the heart in the MOST unexpected of moments.
As with all things in life, all we can do is stick with our choice and hope for the best. No matter how much we try, though, our moments of weakness will pull us towards the deep end of what we initially thought we wanted. Call it a lapse of judgment or anything else worse, but human nature allows a certain grace period for poor unfortunate souls, rendering it imperative that we not question nature's decree.
But fate never lets us lose hope in what we clamor for the most. We are showered with little smidgens of hope and we still emerge happy from the current abyss our souls have plunged into. However sad, we eventually feel that we aren't alone in the battle we now have, and our faith in humanity will soon be restored.
At the end of the day, I guess, what will matter is how much we've tried to make things right and how hard we've tried to live within our means. Despite and in spite of anything that's out of the ordinary, the best we can do is suck it up and go on. So that, no matter how bad our choices have turned out to be in the long run, we still end up with something better than what we expected.😉
The basic variety of what aggravates the perils of heartache (and heartbreak) is disappointment. By expecting something to happen, you render yourself susceptible to the risk that comes after--waiting for forever before the thing you desire materializes. And when it doesn't, all you can do is mindlessly wallow in the neverending quicksand that is grief; that, in the event that an immeasurable amount of it sets in, you know you're sold to the genius that is Elisabeth Kübler-Ross.
The other side of the spectrum gives you a slightly less invasive kind of grief, because you'll never know you have it unless you choose to let down your guard and face it head on. It is the easy way out to a mind-boggling life, where lives are led by brains and not hearts. In it exists a world of strength and nonchalance, where doubt and fear are unwelcome. One might think this is the best way to lead a comfortable life, but we must always be wary of the ever-so-impending tugs at the heart in the MOST unexpected of moments.
As with all things in life, all we can do is stick with our choice and hope for the best. No matter how much we try, though, our moments of weakness will pull us towards the deep end of what we initially thought we wanted. Call it a lapse of judgment or anything else worse, but human nature allows a certain grace period for poor unfortunate souls, rendering it imperative that we not question nature's decree.
But fate never lets us lose hope in what we clamor for the most. We are showered with little smidgens of hope and we still emerge happy from the current abyss our souls have plunged into. However sad, we eventually feel that we aren't alone in the battle we now have, and our faith in humanity will soon be restored.
At the end of the day, I guess, what will matter is how much we've tried to make things right and how hard we've tried to live within our means. Despite and in spite of anything that's out of the ordinary, the best we can do is suck it up and go on. So that, no matter how bad our choices have turned out to be in the long run, we still end up with something better than what we expected.😉
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