It hurt to be laughed at for something I really wanted to do. That is when I decided I didn’t want to pursue it anymore. I got many jobs that made me absolutely miserable. I worked myself to death and didn’t even remotely enjoy what I was doing. At that moment, I was hopeless, but I knew I needed to figure something out to make myself happy again.
Upon knowingly that she has heart disease. I was affected in that specific part or aspect of the story because sometimes, we can’t accept that someone, someone’s important in our life is leaving. It was like, our world will going to be destructed and our hearts will be broken into tiny pieces. It is so heavy in our hearts that when someone that we used to talk everyday has gone and we can never bring back the life that have been taken. We miss everything about him/her.
There are perhaps no appropriate words to describe this agony, at least none used on this world. This intolerable pain which tears us apart, which is like a stone on our heart, and which make tears run down our face with each reminiscence of the dear person who passed away. Time is unlikely to alleviate this pain, no matter what others claim. Sometimes there will be
He stated, “No. I didn't feel the bliss of enlightenment. Instead I was surrounded by an endless sorrow. I couldn't bear it. I broke off my meditation.
Some move on and continue their lives without them, Others have a time of mourning and sorrow but eventually move on, and some never move on. Some are never the same and are in a depression for the rest of their days. Many don't understand how to cope with death and are terrified of what may happen. Many people greet death in different ways. In the story “The Crucible”, the characters react in different ways.
And this is probably the reason why many of us have a negative attitude for everyday things, and why, when we suffer through a setback, we feel blocked from making further progress. Our minds unconsciously look into the negative aspect of things, because that’s what our ancestors did for generations. And many of us are so used to negative thinking, we’ve been doing it our entire lives, so much so that we’re often not even aware that we’re doing
Paul can no longer suppress the trauma he faced on the front. The experiences have profoundly affected him in a way that he cannot verbalize the hardships he has endured (LitCharts). Paul was estranged to his own life, not recognizing people, not being able to do things as he use to, and no longer being able to fit his old clothes. “I know them all still, I remember arranging them in order. I implore them with my eyes: Speak to me –take me up –take me, Life of my Youth…A terrible feeling of foreignness suddenly rises up in me, I cannot find my way back” (Remarque, 272).
Personally I think it is messed to do that, but who am I to judge? I have done it before. Because I got really mad at that one friend I used to be with every day. Sometimes, I wonder why people can be two-faced. People that are hypocritical make other people seem depressed about themselves.