Don't show us your pain, you'll make us feel awkward.
We live in a world where
we are convinced that we are not supposed to be sad for longer than 5 seconds,
we’re not supposed to have issues, and we’re not supposed to make other people
feel awkward about our problems. We’re supposed to suck it up and just move on,
build a bridge and get over it, wear our big girl panties and stop crying.
There is so much
pressure in our world today to be happy, blissful, joyful and bubbly all the
time. There’s so much pressure on us to act like we’ve got our lives together
and we’re on top of our game. Society is constantly telling us to be happy,
smile and don’t show that you’re hurting. There’s a certain insensitivity
towards somebody’s weaknesses, which is quite harsh, because absolutely
everybody always hits a low point at one point or another. This leads us to
hiding matters that really hurt us, because we’re scared of being childish or
annoying. We are told that hiding your pain equals to strength.
But you see; that’s
exactly the kinda stuff that depression is made of. We do not have the freedom
to acknowledge our weaknesses for fear of being ridiculed; people will think
we’re immature and not wise enough if we’ve got issues. Depression isn’t
necessarily caused by sadness and stuff, but rather by the inability to open up
about our sorrows, which consequently leads us to a dark place of feeling
lonely, uncared for and stupid for feeling that way in the first place.
“You’re forced
to keep your act together on the outside, even when you’re falling apart on the
inside. That sucks.” - Suoma
Just because I’m
genuinely and naturally a happy-go-lucky person, I am forced to hide my tears
and my low moments, because I don’t wanna disappoint people or ruin their day. Also, when you tell me to "get over it", you’re belittling my issues and
you’re embarrassing me about them. I’m then forced to get over my issues as
soon as possible, which sucks.
Way too many people are
out here committing suicide, and the news always shocks us because we don’t see
it coming. They had issues going on, but they did not find an outlet and they
hid their pain, until they could not anymore.
Robin
Williams, among many others, was a seemingly very happy person, but he
committed suicide. Depression.
“To everything
there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: a time to weep, and a time
to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance” Ecclesiastes 3: 3-4
Not even God expects you to
be super jolly all the time. Sometimes, certain issues will bring you to your
knees, my fiend; it's one of those inevitable crap in life. But you’re not supposed to ignore such seasons and brush them aside as
immaturity or as a sign of emotional weakness.It is especially sad for most
Christians who seem to base their spiritual existence and theological
understanding on the following bible verse:
See, the Holy Spirit
wouldn’t be called “the comforter” in John 14:26 if we were always going to be
merry and never be in need of comfort. The Lord acknowledges that we will,
at one point or another, have trouble; not so we can ignore the troubles, but
to approach Him for comfort.
This is my ultimate
point; as much as we should maintain joy (which isn’t equal to wearing a fake
smile, mind you), we should understand that the Lord does not detest our
sorrows, like the world does. He is not annoyed by our feelings of inadequacy,
loneliness, a broken spirit, sadness, a broken heart and any other little thing
that makes us feel super bad. In fact, He extends His loving-kindness and
grace; he comforts us and nurses us to recovery. He’s there to hold our hand as
we cry, because we will cry, but the great news is; we will stop crying when we
have healed.
Deal with
your issues in your space, in your rhythm, without anybody forcing you to hide
your wounds or making you feel like you’re dumb for having issues. You
will be fine, but don’t let anybody bully you into acting fine before you’re
actually fine.
I’m not saying you
should mope about, or be comfortable in your sadness and wallow in the dirt,
no, and I am, in no way, encouraging you to go around advertising your misery on Facebook, I’m simply urging you to not mask your pain, don’t hide your grief too
deeply and don’t despise your weaknesses, don’t push the season over without
allowing yourself to recuperate from an emotional hiccup. If you’re not OK, don’t be scared to be vulnerable. It’s not
immaturity; it’s freedom.
Always remember...
Tops!!! Too much realness...
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