The wound is gaping, such suffering and madness. But in it I found much clarity. While I still feel like I’m drowning from time to time, I’m aware and observe. I ask, why do I feel this way? What benefit is to be learned from this suffering? How can I live my life so that I do not suffer?
I want to perceive a life that is not driven by my egos wants of fulfillment. But by a genuine burning need to give unto others, so that they may feel fulfilled.
I don’t really have any expectations. I don’t know what lies in front of me. I hope I can learn to love this void in my heart, instead of allowing it to pull me under.