Pain

Why are we always taught the classification between good and bad feelings?

As a kid we were programmed in such a way that we judged our own self for feeling something. No matter what I felt, I always had this voice in me that told me if my feelings were right or wrong. Beyond all this, the worst part taught to us was, the bad feelings were not meant to be felt. Whereas, good feels were worth to be felt. Why had no one ever told us that, all feelings were beautiful in their own way and why weren’t we taught to embrace whatever we feel.

Every feeling in this world is worth a feel and none can be denied. Just because we were taught to be happy, doesn’t mean it is the best feeling ever. Other feels can be equally powerful too.

A wholesome hug could break you down to tears

Or an ugly fight can give you total bliss.

A tiny effort can sometimes make you mad.

Or a silent effortless presence could give you peace.

It okay to feel sad, its ok to feel jealous. No one has ever classified these things as good or bad. Its okay to feel them all until the root cause of this feeling is strong and right.

Also, why do people not embrace pain.

Pain is not a bad feeling. It’s not a grey area at all.. it’s the purest form of feeling

All other feelings are meant to be for a purpose. to express yourself or at least to express it to yourself that u are feeling something. You express it because you enjoy being in that state.

Pain.. this is meant for nothing. You would never want yourself to feel it. But still, you express it. You would never want to feel it and express to the world. But you have it. This is something nature has given in its purest form. Nothing can come in its way and it’s meant for nothing. The purity is untouched and deserves to be one of the best feeling ppl often miss out. Experiencing pain is only possible with a deepest reason and a whole heart. Be it short or long the actual pain away from all the sadness and grey zones is the blissful feeling that opens up a total new side of you.


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