In matters of fixing broken things, a lot of solutions come to mind. Fixing broken body parts, however, changes the game entirely.
Besides the fact that most transplants entail getting on a list and waiting for forever before your (real) hopes of getting treated materializes, it serves as the ultimate test of strength to the one who needs it most. These patients spend months (and even years) holding on to something they have no idea whether or not they can outlive.
I guess, in the same way, this is how heartbreak works. Unfortunately, though, this could be something that may never be solved. No matter how much you heal after all that pain, you end up with the same dilapidated organ. And that will never be good as new. One can only fill in the gaps that the previous co-owner has left for you to nurse yourself back to health.
Looking at the bright side, you'd think that life would be easy without it. What's sad, though, is that no man can escape its wrath. Everyday is a chance for the world to break you, and the risk increases as you go about life without a speck of it. Not undergoing physical transplant isn't an assurance, however, that you get to be exempted from the test of strength that transition brings. Whatever the reason, you'll know that holding on to your sanity in emotional transplants will be an even more daunting task than the pain of enduring the recovery period after a physical transplant.
Nevertheless, it's probably human nature that we choose to do the things we know will hurt us, only because we think it'll be worthwhile anyway (like med school, for example. Haha). And then we blindly accept everything else that comes with it. But sometimes, in the most fleeting of moments, you start to think: how much really is too much?
I may never know the answer to that question. I guess it depends on how much more you can take. And when it gets too hard to continue holding on, albeit with a heavy heart, you let go.
Besides the fact that most transplants entail getting on a list and waiting for forever before your (real) hopes of getting treated materializes, it serves as the ultimate test of strength to the one who needs it most. These patients spend months (and even years) holding on to something they have no idea whether or not they can outlive.
I guess, in the same way, this is how heartbreak works. Unfortunately, though, this could be something that may never be solved. No matter how much you heal after all that pain, you end up with the same dilapidated organ. And that will never be good as new. One can only fill in the gaps that the previous co-owner has left for you to nurse yourself back to health.
Looking at the bright side, you'd think that life would be easy without it. What's sad, though, is that no man can escape its wrath. Everyday is a chance for the world to break you, and the risk increases as you go about life without a speck of it. Not undergoing physical transplant isn't an assurance, however, that you get to be exempted from the test of strength that transition brings. Whatever the reason, you'll know that holding on to your sanity in emotional transplants will be an even more daunting task than the pain of enduring the recovery period after a physical transplant.
Nevertheless, it's probably human nature that we choose to do the things we know will hurt us, only because we think it'll be worthwhile anyway (like med school, for example. Haha). And then we blindly accept everything else that comes with it. But sometimes, in the most fleeting of moments, you start to think: how much really is too much?
I may never know the answer to that question. I guess it depends on how much more you can take. And when it gets too hard to continue holding on, albeit with a heavy heart, you let go.
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