I think we, as humans, tend to forget how we are our own characters. Nowadays, many of the people around us strive to be the same. But one if the inevitable fallacies of human nature is how different each and every one of us is. Yes, we all look different, physically. We can all dress different, and walk different, and talk different, but we all know that it’s the soul, that defines our uniqueness.
With that being said, the divine gift of being our own selves can have many benefits to the inner soul. The skills that intrigue us create talent, and passion. As we age, we gain experience of many varieties. Surrounding ourselves with positive people gains personal relationships. These are all general examples of gains that many of us experience in everyday life, which should be a given.
Many writers, including myself, enjoy expressing how these feelings connect to the everyday world, because the average reader can connect with the emotions displayed. But I am a firm believer that there is more to gain from the bad. I also there is not as many books, poems, essay, articles, that display that. That’s a shame since the other spectrum of human nature is tragedy.
I’ve read many pieces regarding more negative elements of humanity, myself included. There are many brave authors who discuss their hardships. For many, it can be helpful to discuss personal losses, traumatic events, and catastrophic circumstances. They bring in to life, whether it be a text, the big screen or through other means. I do heavily believe that it is essential for people to experience the feelings of others through those times, and that many lessons can be learned. But I believe there is a lack of positive feedback being given.
It is easy to be empathetic, to feel pity for others in situations the other person cannot imagine. But just like the other roles of human nature, there is so much to gain, and not much is being talked regarding it. The moments are always pivotal for well-developed sharing story, but what about the after-effects?
I know when a person dies, it’s quite difficult to cope with such a loss. People experience these types of travesties in a myriad of ways. I’ve had friends share with me their personal experiences, and how hard it was, and how painful it was. But none of the stories that have been shared with me have had gains discussed. It was when I replied with positivity, that they had felt better, whether it be for that moment, or forevermore.
So many strength is developed when you overcome a loss.
So much wisdom is taught when you experience something new.
Confidence grows when you outgrow your fears.
It’s a negative-positive reaction, essentially.
I understand that attempting to “make” someone feel better is not going to change the situation at all. It will always remain unforgotten. That shouldn’t be anyone’s intention.
But to bestow different perspectives onto someone, whether it’s agreeable or not, ever-lasting, or just a thought, is a bestowment that is more meaningful than any type of physical gift through a terrible situation. Maybe someone has to tell you that, or you need to figure it out yourself, but there is always some form of gain through a decline.
The beauty of it all is how this happens in so many shapes and forms. We see it with our own eyes, hear it form the surrounding conversations, we develop it through the reflections of how others act, but not much is said. It’s very hard to say. Because it’s seen but not seen as the same, or as a sequence, but as a phenomenon.
Maybe we’re all not as appreciative, no one is truly swimming through the same wavelength. But gain is a fallacy and justifiable arc of being human.
You know, this was actually intended to be an Essay on Loss. I was going to share some of the personal objects, tangible and intangible, of which I have lost, and how it has affected me and others throughout the years. But we all know, that bad involves bad. And we have all lost something, a person, a home, a teddy bear, a love. It’s a repeating horn. I say this a lot to the people, it’s important to think through different perspectives. Not everybody can see good through a bad periscope, but it can change you. It took me years to realize this, but I am very fortunate that I gained this particular sense of wisdom so I could share with you.