“What was the best piece of advice you ever received?”


“I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil” – Gandalf 

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of everyday life, we tend to overlook and underestimate our emotions, reaching the point of forbidding ourselves of feeling something that, according to society, is not “nice”. The majority always has power but is not always right.

Happiness comes and goes, and so does sadness.

However, we embrace happiness more easily than sadness, and when we sense a small seed of sadness growing within we usually look the other way. Who wants to see or hear you grumbling about how your day or life has been miserable?

Sometimes you need someone to listen, and maybe that someone is you.

One of my friends said that when I actually needed to hear it, but I wouldn’t accept it as a true fact. I didn’t believe it at first, and it’s a lot easier to say it when you’re in a happy streak.

Why should I waste time to feel like crap?

Embrace sadness as your own. Feel it deep within you so you know its ways of moving. See it from the inside and be courageous to include it in your personal narrative.  

We often ask why we should endure pain, but have you asked why you should you endure?  

“Suffering is a megaphone used to rouse a deaf world” as C.S.Lewis so clearly put it. It’s there to call your attention, to make you feel like something is wrong, to alarm you that something needs to change. If you don’t listen to it, it will grow silently over the years, and it might be a burden too heavy to carry when you finally decide to pay attention.

Sometimes it’s better to sink in this dungeon of sadness for a period of time. Get to know it, how it moves around you like a vicious cycle that can trap you with its long embracing and mischievous arms. You’ll find yourself at the end of the road, the bottom of the valley. Don’t let it ruin your perfect beautiful vision of life but let it be a part of that vision.


I like to write what I’m afraid to say. I devour books and make friends out of characters. I enjoy silence more than meaningless words. I tend to overthink every situation which forces my emotions to hide in the face of rationality. Words run through my head waiting to be put on paper and to finally be apart of some story. Insomnia lurks in the shadows of my endless nights.


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