Happy Pains

Nobody talks about it because pain sucks. It hurts. It carries all those emotions nobody wants to show because it's weakness. No, we're too tough and have too much pride to be weak, hurting, broken down, and crying. Pain sucks but we should be more accepting of it. Maybe if we weren't so scared of weakness the hurt would stop snowballing and more happy could come from sharing pains.

Is it really weakness anyway? Maybe it's experience. It's a lesson to carry or fall back upon. It's a kick stand or start. Pain isn't fun no matter what it is but it could lead to happiness.

As children we automatically show our pain without holding back.

Then as adolescents we are instructed to suck it up, toughen up, or put some mustard on it. Hide it. Take that pain and shove it deep down where you lock it away so it can fester inside. Maybe you'll be lucky and it'll never come back up.

As adults we are careful the audience because who might be safe to share with... Or what will they think of you. So many ulterior motives out there.

If we were more accepting of sharing our pains we wouldn't need so many anxiety pills, anti-depressants, and stupors. I'm convinced if we shared our pains, sorrow, and sadness with our loved ones and medical professionals we'd stop hurting ourselves and others around us... 100%. It's like ripping the bandage off and letting the wound breathe fresh open air. Turning aches into joyful emotions.

Of course, this is my pain freshly breathing - healing in the open air for everyone to see... but I'm smiling more now that I'm free.