She was told, when he first met her. When he had foreseen the unspeakable outcome. “It is never your fault”, as he said it as if he knew. Though he never had any evil intentions of harming her, he wanted to make sure that she knew, he wanted her to make sure that, whatever shall happen to this relationship, it is all him to blame.
As this boy, he had hid many secrets about himself through out his life. At a young age, he was already in pain, but he did not understood why and how. He was confused, and he was alone. But as he grew, he understood, though he thought he had little time, though he thought that the end was near, he had hope. Despite the physical pain that had embedded him for many years, he endured. He had care for others as well, as well he was a fool. But he didn’t want any of his acquittances or friends to know, because he wanted to blend in as a common individual, where he wanted no one to worry about him, treat him with care, or yet, sympathize for him.
As he grew, the pain grew. As he got to meet and acquainted with many more, he spoke little. He was depressed at times, rather many times, and he was furious at times, or rather many times. Because he could not speak, he could not express his thoughts dearly, because he was afraid. Though he was shy, he wanted to help. He understood their pain, and is afraid to share his. He had listened, and indulged to their pain, and he did help. For many years, the path that he was guided to was difficult. He could not find happiness, none at all. He did not trust anyone, because he was afraid to be in more pain. But all he wanted, was to suffice people’s happiness from his best ability. Even if he didn 't love them, even if he didn’t know them, it helps him. It ease him, becau...
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... to try again with no more weight. But he isn’t selfish because he is hoping, he doesn’t want because he knows she doesn’t want. But he hopes again. Even after they had ended, not receiving a call from her felt awkward. The empty text message inbox, is abnormal for him. He walks the street where they used to walk on together. He blankly stares at the sky that they used to look at together. They say time heals all, but how much more does he have to endure for his heart to be okay? Though he is doing his very best to forget everything, he has nothing to offer her but the truth, if, she ever decides to trust him again. But until then, the words “I long for you”, “I miss you” and “Take care” loses its color. Even if she never felt the same as he did, it was close to where he was. But all he ever wanted, was her to be happy. And yet he failed, and he will continue to fail.
It is really a hard part of the poem as he realizes that father was giving all his services without making him realize anything but how could he remain so unaware of the harshness faced by the father, this is dreadful and he even goes on to curse himself for this as he writes “What did I know, what did I know of love’s austere and lonely offices?” (3) In the last stanza is clear description of the regret and anguish for not expressing the love and appreciation to his father. This is not it but he has used his anguish and desperation at the start of the poem as “No one ever thanked him” (4). It is very agonizing for the poet no matter whether his father felt that anytime but writer is really cursing himself for not taking any care of his father
“Every part of my body hurts. Except my heart. I saw no one, but, strange as it was, I missed no one” (Strayed 70). This takes a turn of events. “Every part of my body hurts, except my heart,” gives new meaning and how Strayed manages to gain emotional stability in the wake of her mothers’ death, and illness. This shows great strength in regards that she rises above the obstacles thrown in her path--the feeling of what it means to be alive. This work invites and informs the reader of the many ways one can cope with loss; moreover, Strayed demonstrates what what may work for everyone--the method of sublimation.
The pain from the childhood, the betraying of lover, countless secrets are settling during the period of life, which can absolutely not be shared and understood by others. Are we gradually becoming the dead man? To be kind of people who are rather sensitive especially, the only way to encourage them remain on the world is to kill some of their nerve and pretend to be as happy as others. Nevertheless, when the secret sorrows are so many to hide, the sea of sorrow will drown them, but they always pretend to be happy.
Like so many innocent, selfless girls, untouched by the world, I forgave him. The pain dispersing through my body reminded me that I was strong and all I needed to do was heal. I would cry without tears at first, the sadness inside me so intense, that the hollowness in my heart would weigh me down. My heart’s deep hollowness was so immense, that the loudest shrie...
This sense of care was called upon when a woman grabbed my arm to ask “My dad is going to be ok isn’t he?” while I was scribing in the Good Samaritan hospital. The 78 year old father was suspected of having a heart attack, but I had to ease her worry. “Yes he is going to be okay. The doctor thinks he is having a heart attack, but…” and at that point she started crying. I took ahold of her hand, and gave it a warm squeeze. I knew, from when my mother had cancer, that the unknown outcome of a loved one evokes a horrible sense of worry and fear. She needed reassurance that her dad will be ok. While her tearful eyes looked at me, I comforted and stayed by her side until she stopped crying. The woman thanked me and hugged me tight. I wasn’t sure what to do, but I tried to put myself in her shoes to ease her worry and guilt.
There is a old time saying that “you will never know what true happiness feels like until you have felt pain”. In order to reach where you are going in life you have to go through hardship and pain to find your inner contentment. Often times,people who have too much in life always takes it for granted ,because all they have is pleasure and not knowing the feelings of pain and being without. Martha C. Nussbaum author of “who is the happy warrior” states that you have to go through pain to find the true meaning of happiness while Daniel M.Haybron author of “Happiness and Its Discontents” states that pain doesn 't bring happiness,happiness is just a thing you feel when you think you may have enough. To find happiness you have to go through the unbearable process of life.
She refuses to show him love. “When I move away and hold the sheet against myself he, sensing what this means, refuses, adamant yet polite, to traffic in the currency of rejection.” (Lopez) She met this new guy and he kisses her hand. “You see, a new boy just a last month had raised my shy hand to his warm mouth and kissed the inside of my palm.” (Lopez) She does not really know what she wants. The kiss has her mind think about worth her really love her lover. In the end she says, “Why should he give up? (Lopez). She doesn’t know why he is still with her after she rejects his
For twelve years I’ve tried to hide my pain and fear from you. I’ve been trying to ignore the horror stories, unknowingly blinding myself from the stories of hope. I’m not as bitter as this story may lead you to think. In fact, I am an adamant believer in the statement (overheard three years ago in the Coffee House): “God has never taken anything away from me that he hasn’t replaced with something better.”
This poem made me feel sad when I read it. The author of the poem shared a lot of information about him that many medical professional would not considered needing to know about a patient. At the same time, those information is so important in order to best treat and heal someone.
Moreover, the depressed mind can constantly fill with evil thoughts anything that hurts. As in Gilman, “ Yellow Wallpaper , the narrator, to make herself comfortable, she begins to get comfort and peace by watching the mysterious yellow wallpaper. She used to look at the wallpaper most of the times. Her mental problem makes her lonely and parted away from the family. “My darling, “said he, ‘I beg of you, for my sake and for our child’s sake, as well as for own, that you will never for one instant let that idea enter your mind! There is nothing so dangerous, so fascinating, to a temperament like yours. It is a false and foolish fancy. Can you not trust me as a physician when I tell you so?”. The narrator loves her husband, she knows her family is getting disturbed because of their illness. John, the narrator’s husband is trying to help her wife to cure the disease but she is getting more ill . Likewise, the problem is John wants her wife to be in his control. He is maintaining the relation his wife as a doctor and husband. He is unable to understand his wife and request her to take care of herself for their family, she needs to rid of their problem and stop doing this stupid thing. She needs to trust her husband but the narrator feels John wants to keep her in restrictions. On the other side, in Oats,” Landfill, Hector Jr, shows as a hopeless who
The poem His stillness by Sharon Olds gave her a definite understanding of the man that she called “father.” Olds grew up in an abusive family home because her dad was always known as an alcoholic. Because of her dad’s habit, created hard living environments for her and she wished that her parents never got married. Whenever liquor was in her dad’s system, he was unemotional making life for Olds hard. She never described the things that he did to her. The visit to the doctor’s office made her opened up to her dad. She saw her dad as lovely and caring family man and she never imagine him being the man that he was at the doctor’s office. He did not overreacted when he heard news; instead he was calm and accepted the news. She felt tremendously sad for her dad and from there now she started noticing the man she never knew. Olds and her dad bond grew stronger at the doctor’s office. The man she had always known for his abusive behavior turned out the most caring man in the world.
Love in literature can be deceiving; severely blinding even the best of moral judgement. Memories are slurred into massive orgies of embellished happiness. Excruciating pain is condoned through the idea that tolerance is a sacrifice for “love”, whilst creating obstinate aspirations that prove to be delusional. There is this existing normality of grief to be associated with the act of “altruism” or “compassion”, however, when the vision of this so-called “love” is purloined, the only consolation left is a state of torment. Written moralities are forced to endure a slur of emotions that would utterly destroy the soul of a person. However, these stages of Grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance, are essential to finding
When Autrey saw Peter suffering, Autrey also experiences pain. For example, Autrey believes that Peter would lose his limbs or even life if he does not save Peter. Such a depressing and horrifying thoughts and imageries might have led to Autrey 's own pain which subsequently generates helping behavior that relieves the pain. In addition, Autrey’s thought of Peter losing his limbs might simultaneously provoke the experiences of a more selfless concern for the victim. For example, the thought of Peter losing his life might have prompted Autrey to imagine Peter 's disabled life after losing his limbs. As a result, Autrey helped Peter because Autrey does not want Peter to lead a miserable and disabled life. In addition, both personal distress and empathic concern might interact with each other. In other words, personal distress might enhance empathic concern, and vice versa. In short, the interaction between personal distress and emphatic concern together triggers Autrey 's
People can wear pain on the outside like a mask, hiding them from the world, but it also can hide deep within them waiting to be freed by some emotional circumstance. Oddly enough, pain is one on the most feared apprehensions in the mind of humans, yet in some situations, is the most rejoiced. In this paper I will take a close look at pain, from it's true meaning to real life occurrences in which pain is a reality.We all know what pain feels like, for everyone has experienced it at one time in their lives. There are two dimensions of pain; the physical and the emotional pain. Physical pain is a sensation of pure discomfort. For example, when you are walking through your house and stump your toe on a table leg, you don't just stand there and say, "That hurt." You yell loudly to the world (either nice or naughty) that you stumped your toe.
“To whom shall I tell my grief?” Grief must receive closure. Grief has the power to make the strongest person helpless. For an individual to share their grief they receive a sense of compassion instead of endlessly searching for answers. In the short story “Misery”, Anton Chekhov effectively shows the desperation of communication through the character Iona Potapov and his mare. Chekhov illustrates the difficulty Iona faces to communicate his sufferings to the various people he speaks to as a sleigh driver. He accomplishes this through his style of writing, imagery, and the events that take place in the story.