SUFFERING BLOCKS OUR SENSES.





You know the way you’ll pass through something painful and it feels like it somehow dulls your senses.

Sometimes, it’s just tragic how because of what we’ve been through, we become unable to see the good in things.

Like for instance, the end of this semester has been the worst, but there were so many eventful and beautiful moments in between. Now imagine me writing off the entire semester just because of how it ended. It would simply be because I’ve been through so much, it made me forget the good parts.

That is the thing about hardship. You forget that it wasn’t all bad. You can’t see beyond the hurt, and suddenly, your mind starts to paint everything with the same dark brush.

It’s like suffering has a way of hijacking our memory.
It makes the bad moments louder than the good ones. It makes the painful parts replay on repeat, while the soft moments get pushed to the back of our mind like they didn’t matter.


Dearest reader, that’s how suffering blocks our senses. It blocks your ability to see clearly, it blocks your ability to feel properly, it blocks your ability to appreciate the now, because your mind is still stuck in what happened yesterday.

Sometimes, we just need to sit down and intentionally remember.
To remind ourselves that yes, it hurt, but it wasn’t all hurt. Yes, it was hard, but there were moments we were held.

Because if we don’t, suffering will convince us that our whole life is a tragedy, even when God has been sprinkling joy in between.


@favvy_Okwans🖤.



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