Unbearable Beginnings

the famous picasso painting of the old guitarist

How do you respond to bad news? Do you get angry? Do you get scared? What do you do? This is an honest question from me. I won’t get into the question of a higher power, but all I know is that I have been handed nothing but grief, and in completely random order. There is no plan. There is no answer.


I do not care to share what this post refers too, as I do not care to share most of the things in my personal life, because this is not a blog. This is a medium for writing in which stories are told about situations of unknown characters, in dire distress. There has not been one entry that has contained a hint of hope or promise. Just pain and suffering.


I only tell this story in the first person to show that no one can escape life and what pain it has in store for them. I do not claim to have more pain than anyone reading this. I can only speak to my own, which in my eyes comes quick and without end. Do not send your prayers, because I do not want them.


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