I’m Here.

In the very small span of time that I have been alive, and within that time for the even shorter while that I have come across heartbreaks, I have rarely found my words of comfort and sympathy making the slightest difference. If words could cure the pain, if they could bring about even the slightest dent in the pit of sadness in a broken heart, then I would not be coming around every corner to find another soulless pair of eyes.

I will not pretend to know your pain, I will not say I can resonate, for nobody can actually feel another’s pain the same way that person does. A person’s pain is entirely too subjective a matter, to be something that another can barely even begin to identify with. To all those that have lost that sparkle in their eyes, who have lost their ability to be amused by anything, who have given in to the pits of numbness beckoning to them – to simply be rid of the pain, be it at the expenses of losing happiness as well, I may not be able to resonate, nor be able to take away that pain, but I can be there.

I can sit through the night with you, be the shoulder you cry on, or remain on the phone and listen to your pain, as many times as you may need to to repeat it. I may not be able to comfort you with words, but I can comfort you by holding you in my arms, should you need the comfort of another human touch. I may not be able to tell you that life will be better for you the next morning, but I can tell you this – Life may be sad – to the point of cruelty, it may be painful and it may be harsh, traumatic, pitiful, and a whole range of depressing adjectives, but it can also be full of surprise.

I can tell you this, that life may throw curveballs at you, but that’s exactly what they are, curveballs. While the pain may feel like a knife slicing through your heart, that same curveball would come back to perhaps give you the most unimaginable joy, and leave you giddy with happiness. I cannot say how long the pain will last, nor can I say how long that curveball would take to come around again, but I can say that it will. For, what is the point of emotions – provided by life itself – if it does not give you the chance to experience the good along with the bad? How will you experience life in all its magnificence, if you cannot appreciate the blessing that “happiness” as an emotion, is? And do you think you would be able to fully appreciate that feeling, if you have not endured the depths to which pain can push you?

Words may not take away the pain of heartbreak, but words can provide support and sympathy and dare I say, companionship. They may not alleviate the depression by even the tiniest millimeter, but they can provide strength to get through the turmoil you are in.

So hold on, and grit your teeth through the pain – you will get through this, and you will do so brilliantly. For no pain is insignificant, and every battle won against sadness, is another mountain conquered. Persist, and perhaps one day the sun will shine through the clouds and illuminate that silver lining that may have seemed an illusion at one time.