Solace

There is something to be said about the little moments in life that bring us comfort through difficult times. Solace is "comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness." Honestly, I've been quite distressed and sad for as long as I can remember.  I find moments of happiness and peace when I'm surrounded by those I love and things I love doing. Yet when I'm alone, it all falls apart. Someone will say something that reminds me of another time and I crumble all over again.

But you can't say I'm weak. Maybe I cry and lose my temper and mope around on occasion, but I am not weak. Sad people are not weak. Sad people are sad. They are not weak. They aren't broken humans, but they are a little bent. I hate when people tiptoe around me, or speak negatively of those who are struggling. It is natural to struggle, and it is only human to feel pain. Sometimes, I am grateful to feel the pain, because it reminds me how capable I am of feeling love and joy. 

Writing has been something that has kept me strong and sane for so long. I channel all my feelings and thoughts to words, whether it be from my pen to the paper, or my fingers against a keyboard. I write until the words are so strung together that they no longer make sense.

I am thankful in a way for my hardships, because it has taught me how to help those around me who also hurt. I don't know everything, and luckily I don't know how certain tragedies feel, but I know what it is like to feel empty and lonely. 

No matter how sad I can be at times, I am forever in debt to the things that bring me solace. It is those things that give me life. Until next time xxx.