“Pain is not a sign of weakness, but bearing it alone is a choice to grow weak.” ~Lori Deschene, Tiny Buddha
Sometimes I think we live in the most preposterous society. Our fierce determination and independence leaves us with the misconception that we must do everything on our own.
I often believe we go through pain and suffering because we need to learn to rely on others even when it's not something we want. To be that vulnerable is weakness, we think.
But pain is a part of being human. To share it lifts our burden, and to allow others to help us draws us closer together. But yet we still resist.
I haven't been able to post for a good few days here mainly because I had been sidelined by pain. Even now as I'm typing, I'm feeling that growing feeling of swelling irritation in my joints that tells me that I cannot do this for long without risking another day of barely being able to hold a glass let alone grip anything. It is a humbling thing to not be able to simply open a bottle of a favorite beverage, or to rip open a package without assistance.
When you are fairly young, and have to rely on others this way, I believe it grounds you in what is true, and who is most faithful in our lives.
So while I don't wish pain on anyone, I believe it is an inevitability as intrinsic to humanity as joy and love. Perhaps if we spend less time holding it to our chest, we might be able to let some of it go and come out better for it in the long run.