serafaery

omg so sick. Can't help asking what I did to deserve the suffering. I know that's a meaningless question, though. I always think of death when in a lot of pain - this time, pondering what it means to no longer exist in time or space. my past will exist. Will I somehow stay there, with it? will memories be all that's left of me, until those slowly evaporate into dust?

Part of me wants to exclaim to everyone, 'please, be kind to yourself. you will suffer enough in this world. treat yourself well, embrace happiness, embrace wellness and high spirits, know that you deserve it. it is fleeting and not to be taken for granted.'