Anyway..as we began to eat, we exchange stories about life around us. She just split from her boyfriend recently and found it is very hard to move on with her life. A classic story. But it is not so classy when you are the one in her shoes with situation like hers. I sympathized with her, but as usual I just sat in silence, being all ears, a good listener. As a friend I realize I don’t have any capacity to be a problem solver or I know I am not wise enough to recommend her any suggestion for I know she already understand what step should be taken. But seeing her in so much pain, I remember a paragraph from Paolo Coelho’s book, Eleven Minute :
“Don’t get used to the pain. Because it is very easy to become habituated, it is a very powerful drug. It’s in our daily lives, in our hidden suffering, in the sacrifice we make, blaming love for the destruction of our dreams. Pain is frightening when it shows its real face, but it is seductive when it comes disguised as sacrifice or self denial. Or cowardice.However much we may reject it, we human beings always find a way of being with pain, or flirting with it and making it part of our lives.”
Sometime the truth will hurt us most. I have nothing to say to console her sadness. Even after reading that passage above won’t make any difference. She said the pain simply won’t go. I kind of ..knowing how it feels..believe me I experienced a broken hearted once *wink. It was bitter. As we parted that day, I gave her a big hug and a reassurance that someday the right person will come. I told her "no one is indispensable".
When I wrote this I just pray for her to get thru this moment of life, a phase that she just has to overcome.
“ For every rain is followed by rainbow, every storm is followed by sunshine and never comes misfortune unattended by happiness” (anynomous)
I hope. U gotta be tough, girl..
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