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Hi my name is Kit, I'd like to share a story of hope that pretty much saved me. Let me walk you through a chunk of my life.
Sometimes life has unpleasant surprises and changes that constantly happen and there's nothing you can do but to stay strong and bare them. But for some people,having to bare all the weight of sadness during all of one's life can create an effect that some call depression, others call it emotional stigmas, but I'd like to call it "getting jaded." For some, the lucky few, sadness turns into strength and hope right away, allowing them to rise above the norm to extraordinary heights. I admire these people. But for others, sadness weighs them down like bricks on their back and in their heart, preventing them from moving up and dragging them down instead....
I can attest to frustration and personal losses that have built up in my heart since childhood, one brick building up one on top of the other untill it reached a point that I realized I created a solid barrier, blocking out who I really was from the world. Family drama, personal loss, abuse, stupidity, frustration, lack of faith, and constant change weighed me down and I became jaded. To be Jaded describes fatigued by overwork, exhaustion, being made dull, apathetic, or cynical by experience or by surfeit. I started to ask myself if I'd ever feel happy again. Questioned the point of my pathetic existance. All I needed was hope.
Then came a random day, and random moment when God answered my prayers. A friendly face and open ears were the spark of a beautifully open friendship. He was a blank page in a new chapter of my life that felt pure and real. He listened to my story....every single sadness, loss, heart break, frustration and all my anger. He took me down and deconstructed me brick by brick untill I was able to see myself again. I was able to emaote and reach out to people again...I was finally able to hear and see the people around me, I was willing to listen. We fell in love, and though I still have a lot of rocky roads to travel, I feel less troubled and less alone with him by my side. I can honestly say that I found happiness, real happiness that sparked hope and a will to continue. I couldn't have gotten better without the love also of my friends, people who care and refuse to give up on me, no matter how many times I seem to bring myself down.
There is happines for those who are Jaded and depressed. The world was never meant to be a dark place. It's beautiful. You just have to pause every now and then, listen and take everything in.
- Kit Palabyab, UA&P - I Share Happiness
Sometimes life has unpleasant surprises and changes that constantly happen and there's nothing you can do but to stay strong and bare them. But for some people,having to bare all the weight of sadness during all of one's life can create an effect that some call depression, others call it emotional stigmas, but I'd like to call it "getting jaded." For some, the lucky few, sadness turns into strength and hope right away, allowing them to rise above the norm to extraordinary heights. I admire these people. But for others, sadness weighs them down like bricks on their back and in their heart, preventing them from moving up and dragging them down instead....
I can attest to frustration and personal losses that have built up in my heart since childhood, one brick building up one on top of the other untill it reached a point that I realized I created a solid barrier, blocking out who I really was from the world. Family drama, personal loss, abuse, stupidity, frustration, lack of faith, and constant change weighed me down and I became jaded. To be Jaded describes fatigued by overwork, exhaustion, being made dull, apathetic, or cynical by experience or by surfeit. I started to ask myself if I'd ever feel happy again. Questioned the point of my pathetic existance. All I needed was hope.
Then came a random day, and random moment when God answered my prayers. A friendly face and open ears were the spark of a beautifully open friendship. He was a blank page in a new chapter of my life that felt pure and real. He listened to my story....every single sadness, loss, heart break, frustration and all my anger. He took me down and deconstructed me brick by brick untill I was able to see myself again. I was able to emaote and reach out to people again...I was finally able to hear and see the people around me, I was willing to listen. We fell in love, and though I still have a lot of rocky roads to travel, I feel less troubled and less alone with him by my side. I can honestly say that I found happiness, real happiness that sparked hope and a will to continue. I couldn't have gotten better without the love also of my friends, people who care and refuse to give up on me, no matter how many times I seem to bring myself down.
There is happines for those who are Jaded and depressed. The world was never meant to be a dark place. It's beautiful. You just have to pause every now and then, listen and take everything in.
- Kit Palabyab, UA&P - I Share Happiness
