Second Soliloquy
A journey into the mindscape...
Wishing for Sadness
I just realized what my insane reason was for imagining every ill-fated event happening to me, for wishing some of those things actually happen, for actually being okay (dare I say grateful?) with those things actually happening? Everything from failing grades, to housefires, to friends drifting apart, to ceilings collapsing, to feeling abandoned, to being hospitalized... and the list goes on.It's because of everytime I see someone in despair. Because I don't know what to do. Because all I can do is sit beside that person, afraid that doing or saying the wrong thing might make the situation worse. It's because sometimes I want to experience things from the grieving person's viewpoint. Because maybe, just maybe, I might be able to find out that way what kind of response would help. Because I want to know if just being there is enough for the moment...
