The truth is forever painful and hurting; we had a few cycles around Urological ward today and the doctor showed us to this particular patient. She’s only 21 years old, suffering from diabetes mellitus with severe pyelonephritis undergoing 2 weeks treatment but it was effortless so they had to perform surgery on her. Lying there motionless with tubes connecting her left kidney in order to drain out urine. Edema was pretty severe on both legs and face. Only a year older than us, yet the gap of life differences is so prominent; life is cruel and I wouldn’t even think of what to do if I were in her position.
Sometimes it’s better to not let people know the truth; truth alters any form of relationship despite being on solid, firm ground or rocky roads. We might not be able to accept it, hence we try and put efforts in order to pretend that we do not mind. Not everyone is heavy hearted to face the truth.
I’m trying to escape most of the truth that haunts me deeply, explains the insomnia that I’ve been having recently. Wondering why does it have to happen at this time, with this particular person, during this special phenomenon; against all odds and liberation my mind just goes on wondering. Even from the context I’m portraying seemed to show that I’ve been jumbling everything in one post, I tend to get myself lost and diverted from a certain pathway while blogging.
In search for inner peace, in search for serenity, in search for therapy before I lost the way searching myself in reality.
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