A little life

My Besty called me yesterday, and we talked for a long time on the phone. It started with updates on the latest gossip at home and the conversation switched to something deep. A heart-to-heart like the old days. It was heavy but nothing I couldn’t handle. I admire his emotional intelligence. I lost my sister and he lost a best friend too. In everything that went down in his life he did not reach out because he didnt want to burden me. I get that part but, I still deserved to know. I am glad he is now in a better place and his family too.

You know, this life thing is hard for everyone. Everyone is fighting a battle you do not know. I am currently working in a psychiatric unit. I stare at my patients when they are not looking. I keep asking myself what went wrong. How did you end up here? I honestly do not want to know everything, but my heart breaks. Then I remembered that at some point in my life, my mental health was bad, but God came through for me when all hope was lost. I guess “We’re all crazy, I believe, just in different ways.” But be Kind.

I wish everyone can get hold of the book by Viktor E Frankl, “Man’s search for meaning. Its my favorite book that helped me so much and I am just going to wrap it up with my favorite quotes.

“If there is meaning in life at all, then there must be a meaning in suffering.”
“But there was no need to be ashamed of tears, for tears bore witness that a man had the greatest of courage, the courage to suffer.”