My friend once said that we all have our own moments of darkness. That behind every smile hides the teardrops no one sees. Deep down, we have our insecurities – demons we grapple with, wars we have to fight. And perhaps to some extent, we are all wounded beings.
Sometimes we play willing victims. Sometimes we claim bogus heroism. And sometimes, it’s easy to get lost in the darkness.
They tell me it’s a matter of attitude. Think positive. Send love, not hate. What doesn’t break you makes you. Refiner’s fire and all. And perhaps, it is true. Without the darkness there can be no light.
So light a candle, don't curse the darkness.