Quoting a friend: That’s where you get your strength from–the conviction that you can never endure such pain ever again
Overcoming pain is like getting immune to antibiotics. You’d have to be given stronger and stronger dose for the drug to work. One pain passes only to make way for another kind of pain–stronger, longer, and more vicious. And each time, it threatens to shatter your nerve. But our body and mind are made to endure such trials. You get stronger only to be jolted back into the reality that humans are weak. And the circle begins again, like an old broken record playing a neverending song. Having confidence in your strength is futile, vain. Pain is on a killing spree, making a crescendo, never reaching a climax.
I am in a sombre mood. I am like a man who sees three open pathways in front of him, but who is too frozen up in the fear of what lies ahead that he is blinding himself, his nerve tricking him into believing that he’s blind. The mind is a most powerful weapon. Unfortunately, it might attack itself. Since the source is psychosomatic, nobody can cure me out of this but myself. But as I said, I am blind…..