Pain is a strange thing, it’s hard. You can’t choose to get rid of it, it’s always there. Sure, you can try and manage it. You can work on ignoring it, and you can learn to live with it, but whether it’s emotional or psychical you can’t tell yourself to forget it.

Think about it, if that were true and you could just choose to move on and not worry about pain in the slightest, the world would be a better place; there wouldn’t be suicides, there wouldn’t be drug and alcohol problems, and so much more. There wouldn’t be war, or hate. We would all always be happy, and life wouldn’t be such a struggle.

Pain is a strange thing, it’s hard. You can’t just end it, and never have to worry. I, myself, have learnt to live with it. Sure, it’s always there, and I’m aware of its existence, however I’ve learnt to manage it. I’ve learnt to expect the worst, and to expect that no matter what, life’s going to hurt. Pain is a part of me now, and whether I like it or not, I am me, therefore I’m stuck with what comes along, including pain. It’s been imprinted into me, it caresses my very soul, and has poisoned my blood streams, but as I said, I’ve accepted it now. I know it’s there, and is going to be for a very long time, but that’s okay.