Bridges and Light — Ep 1
Have you ever felt like you can’t get anything right in your life? When you walk into a room full of intellectuals, you are conveniently engaged because that is the place where you feel alive. You listen to people compliment your smartness, you hear positive assertions about your sagacity, you nod, and grin. You wear a vivacious look outwardly, but beneath that ebullient person lies an empty spirit, hanging on the edge of a cliff, holding on to those accolades.
When a loved one, or a random person passes on, your mind drifts to the nothingness of life, you often wonder, why do we struggle so much? Why do we fight for life, when we live to die another day?
People confide in you, they look up to you for advice, ideas and comfort. You love it, it gives your life an essence, and it is the sole reason for your existence. You are afraid to look into the mirror, cause therein lies a person who thrives in the validations of other people. It is not that you haven’t attempted to do things differently, you have tried, you believe in your ability to make gold from dust, it is evident in the life of your best friend. Yet, you have a difficult time replicating it in your life, it is hard, you feel worthless, while believing in yourself. You can’t seem to fathom the substance of your intelligence, as you struggle to sort the basic bills.
You tell others to monetize their talents, you encourage them to take courses and become professionals. After several attempts to switch careers, to make a living, you make up your mind to monetize your talents. You choose to sell those ideas, you attach a stipend to something you always did for free. Suddenly, you lose friends, then it dawns on you that humans are fickle, people are selfish and stick by you, only when it is beneficial. This time, you glimpse at your umbra in the mirror, nothing makes sense anymore, and then those thoughts creep in, why not end it?
How much does it cost to get a riffle?
Why not add that snipper to your noodles?
Overdose on paracetamol?
Scald your skin in hot water?
You want out, your spirit is deterred but you soul is thirsty for a second chance. As you stand on the stool and gaze at the rope hanging from the ceiling, you make a decision, to give life a second chance — the rebirth.
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