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Embracing Emotional Contrast

Any sensitive soul will feel discomfort when witnessing their plans and efforts retreat in the face of secondary factors beyond their control.

How often does frustration arrive mercilessly, marking that moment with the weight of failure?

The truth is, we are emotionally sentient beings who think. We recall our experiences more through our feelings than through objective facts. This is the human element of subjectivity.

Despite being a natural occurrence, this same element gives contrast and meaning as life unfolds. And, since emotions have no expiry date, it is the moments we carry with us.

It is an important baggage that defines experience. However, a word of caution is necessary here — it is extremely common to attempt to “outsource” pain.

In an effort to cope with negative emotions, one may block any meaning associated with them. Unfortunately, it is convenient to remain captive to a narrative of passivity, as if saying, “That person only gets in my way,” “No one understands me,” or “My relative is bipolar.”

Yet, wherever such complaints arise, there is an emotional blockage. It is as if one remains trapped in a particular moment in time, held captive by anguish. Detaching from negativity requires time, care, and preparation because, all too often, anguish becomes intertwined with one’s identity.

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