I think that pain gives birth to illusions.
Sometimes, these illusions lie and steal from us. They have the ability to make living feel so heavy and break our spirits.
I still haven’t learnt what the best way of dealing with pain is. I think that there is no universal solution.
These days, I simply cry out to God.
Sometimes, I doubt if that really works.
Other times, I think to myself “the doubt is only another illusion created by my pain”.