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Death isn't The Opposite of Life.
#WritcoStoryPrompt115
Do you want to live because you are afraid to die? If you think something should be written about the question, go ahead and do so.

When the weather starts getting colder and you start getting sadder, and your bed starts feeling too comfortable and you're constantly trying to fill a gap hole in your heart because nowhere feels like home all over again.

I don't know what my type of people do, people who have no dreams or goals to achieve, people who have not planned out their future. Who have no idea what's happening or perhaps what will happen.
It's so hard to see everyone having everything figured out and you're just kind of there. Just existing and telling yourself you do not belong here.

And the hardest part is when there's no one to understand your pain and help you come out of it. Nothing is more sadder than the feeling, that there's no one to care about wheather you live or die. And it gets worse with time.
You become impatient, always irritated, you run away from your friends, start to skip happy songs from your playlist. You make excuses to not go out, you don't wear your best clothes. And you don't even notice that you have become what you never were.

“Are you happy?” is such a difficult question. I always say yes, because I have friends. I laugh at jokes, I go out, smile with nature. My life isn't as bad as it could be. I don't have terrible problems. It could be worse.
But then at one night, at 3AM when I'm alone still awake, lying in bed, thinking about my life, I find myself crying my heart out suddenly I convince that nobody likes me, or nobody will ever like me. I feel horrible and question everything I had. And, I don't know if I was ever happy at all.

When there's regret of past, worry towards future, you spend a lot of time outside of “now”, which makes it hard for you to savor emotions as those tend to work best when you’re fully present in the present.

I think of death as not the ending of life, but a beginning of a new one. I’m actually extremely curious to what happens after death.
Last year I felt the same.
I developed a feeling and I didn’t want to live but death terrified me. However, It then got to the point where it didn’t scare me which scared me even more. That's when i realised death is a part of life.

It's not hard to be happy , infact it is effortless to be happy, the irony is people “seek” happiness , instead of “being” happy. Happiness exists in your mind rather than in materialistic possession. It does not come from a state, but from a change of state. According to me, happiness does not come from the prize, but in the process of attaining that prize. It’s a journey, not a destination. Our boredom is our ecstasy. If you can appreciate each passing moment as a blissful step towards your next plateau, lasting happiness is yours.
The secret lies in being able to remain content with each passing moment while keeping our eyes on the next.
If you can live comfortably within this, you live in heaven on Earth.

Don't find permanent solutions for temporary problems.
Happy New Year! :)

© lonewolf