The Art Of Existing !
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Last published Wed, Apr 2, 2025
"I wish to not had possessed a heart in the very first place "
At first I was craving to feel all sort of emotions but now I don't even want to feel something
Now I wish just to breath and exist without any emotions, but i wonder if this emotion thing is the proof of my existence?
If I stop expressing emotions how would I feel ? Will I feel empty ? Will I still be able to call myself a human ? If No, then I'm fine not being an human anymore
I do agree that I enjoy feeling happy emotions but I hate it when I have to feel the sadness too!! Am i witnessing happiness so I could feel despair more deeper??
"I'm fine without reaching the destination of happiness if I've to go through the road of griefness"
I'm fine being a neutral, neither happy nor sad , it's okay if I don't feel anything anymore atleast I won't suffer , I hate suffering.
They say
You need to go through the sorrowness to be able to fully enjoy your happiness but in my life it's different
I've to go through the path of happiness so I could feel the sadness, despair , sorrow more deeper, for me
"Happiness is just the introduction to Suffering"
Will this statement ever change ? I wonder
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