And now I remember

A Story by Jenny

just my thoughts from about a year ago. it's an interesting journal but i felt like sharing it

It's not always easy to remember why we get up in the morning, why we sleep, or eat. The laughs and good times help. But when the pain hits it's like a flash flood, never see it coming but leaves tremendous disaster in its wake.

Then things like the last time we laughed until our ribs hurt and smiled wider than a slice of watermelon are distant memories. And I wonder if it would be better if I let it eat me alive, the monster that creeps inside my mind telling me that I'm not good enough. Other times I'm reminded how pitiful it is to beat myself up when there are "real problems in the world."

And then by some miracle I find a way though the darkness, usually lured by a speck of light leading me back to a clear head. It isn't an immediate fix. It takes days of going through the day with an empty smiles. And remembering all the things in life that make me happy, and craving to feel them again. So patiently I'll live each day. I'll sleep in a river of tears less frequently. And before I know it, the memories of my family, friends, hobbies, goals, achievements, all the things that bring me joy, will do just that, bring joy back into my life. All to remember why I live.

© 2017 Jenny

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Ashwin Shanker

It is relatable. Even I have felt the same way you did sometimes. I guess, even here.. as an Idea you have got something BIG. Only the extra effort needs to be put in to elaborate it. Why not share a couple of experiences in your life that you remember at times like this. What makes you remember why you live?
If you are able to use this and write a short story with a different character (the experiences could be your own but try speaking in third person ;) ) This is an effective technique in being able to implement great storytelling but also gather new insights to yourself as a person. Good luck :)