Sadness Is Human

I’ve realized over time that people don’t commit suicide cause of sadness. They commit it out of the pressure of being happy put on them by people around them. Nobody told us it is a valid emotion when we were kids. As soon as we start crying, they would want us to stop. Nobody told us it’s okay to cry. They didn’t let us cry our heart out. It never came out fully. And it got stayed as a lump in the throat over the years. So we grew up with this thinking that oh, we are always supposed to put on a happy face. Because god forbid, what if someone sees us.

One should be equally sad and angry as much as being happy. That’s what being human is. Experiencing everything. So when you see a sad person, just let them be. Don’t make assumptions about them. You don’t need to dissect their life. Don’t look at them with pity. Don’t ask them what’s wrong? Don’t try to be a savior. Don’t ask them to just be happy. You just focus on your life. Let them live theirs.

Sadness is not a wrong emotion. They know all the motivational quotes in the world. You don’t need to send them. They are just dealing it on their own. It’s a phase. It’s an experience of being a human. And if you ask me there is a joy in getting to live through it.

I like staying inside the four walls of my room and not talk to anyone for days sometimes. But then, I also like sitting out with my family, friends and forget the time go by. I find joy in both of them. If I’m not doing just the one you think is the correct way to live, then please go seek some wisdom. I think it’s the same for many people.

It’s not that deep. We are all gonna die. Even if a person wants to live whole of it inside the four walls without talking to anyone, it’s equally beautiful. But if you keep saying to that person This isn’t right. What is wrong with you? Get out of the room. It is what will kill them or they’ll kill someone. So let them experience it. It’ll pass.

“Hush little baby, don’t you cry. Everything’s gonna be alright.”

Scream little baby, you just cry. Cry for hours, from dusk till dawn. Get that lump formed over the years out of your throat. Everything is not gonna be alright. If anything, it’ll get worse. But that is life. It’s messy. It’s full of suffering. Only solace is that it’s not just happening to you. It’s a shared human experience. There is not a suffering that hasn’t been endured before. There is not a joy that hasn’t been felt already by someone else. So just keep breathing. Keep experiencing. It’ll pass anyway.