The True Horrors of Life

When we were young, we thought that the horrors of life we can only experience is seeing a ghost. Little did we know, since no one has ever told us, that the great horrors of life don’t come from ghost stories that would send chills down your spine or a monster hiding underneath your bed, but rather that calm, quiet, pain and grief that creeps in inside of your mind... quietly. The next thing you knew, it’s now the loudest voice in your head.

We were so little, think so little that the world is just small like us, that we thought that the horror that this life has to offer to us were evil spirits lurking around the house, but it was actually that quiet 1 a.m. episode, in front of your laptop, staring blankly at the screen, lost in life because of that sudden hit of realization that you don’t know what you’re doing in your life, that makes you wanna take a leap of faith to change career, but it’s not a good moment because now you are drowning in the pile of paperwork you’re not actually passionate about, but you have to do it or else be labelled as worthless and ineffective human being of society. Nobody told us that the great horror of this life is where being lost and scared for the next step is called ill and sick-minded.

When we were young, love and happiness is the easiest thing we could have, and we could do. Now, it’s the hardest thing to achieve. Worse, it’s the things we now give up having, fighting for. Nobody told us that this is how this could lead all the way down.

For now, I won’t end my writing through some flashy, inspiring words, quotes, or any advice. For I know, I don’t need to, and you don’t need that. What I can only do is to hope that this writing serves as a warm embrace to you who face the same tragedies of life, that you are not alone with all these feelings. With all the burden you carry—I care, I share, I bear... with you.