Cherry Ache

Tag: Mental health

  • Everything and Everyone Has a Soul

    If you disagree, you just think about things differently than I do

    I believe there is a soul within every part of life we interact with.

    The dictionary definition of a soul is: emotional or intellectual energy or intensity, especially as revealed in a work of art or an artistic performance.

    It does not make me too caring or too emotional to put meaning into everything and everyone; it makes me myself. I think the world should be kinder to what we interact with.

    That sign you pass, by the road you drive on every day, says “Hi” to you as you drive by, and notices your hair’s changed. Don’t you feel it’s energy? It’s life behind the nothingness you assign to it? Do you feel it? Do you? I do. I think everyone should.

    I’ve met many people who have deemed others “soulless” as to suggest they don’t care for anyone or anything. I just think that’s wrong, I am that way lot’s of times. I don’t care for much sometimes, and I think that’s a whole different problem because my soul is still there. I cannot care for you and still see your soul before you look at me. I can hear it in your words and see it in your face. I don’t believe it is always a good soul or a bad one; I just know it exists. And I do my best to acknowledge it within my own and coexist with it. I think love stems from that.

    Even when you detach yourself from everyone and everything, you stick yourself with that, the detachment you think is so healing. Your soul wears your feelings louder than you’d imagine. 

    Why does a mood shift in a room so suddenly and why do you feel someone’s emotions as they walk by sometimes? Their soul aches those feelings amplified. When you notice these things and when you begin to feed your soul with the energy you believe in, you will find yourself staring down the hole that is love. When you want to feel nothing, you feel everything. You love the pain you feel when you are alone, you still love.

    Being yourself is letting your soul stick out of your body on the outside. Doesn’t that sound so vulnerable? Guess what. It is!!! That’s the whole point! It is hard to be vulnerable because it quite literally feels like you are turning your skin inside out and showing it to the world to poke and squish around. Maybe hiding out is better, maybe finding someone whose soul wants to hold your hand is better, maybe maybe maybe.

  • Does Everyone Deserve a Second Chance?

    I Couldn’t Tell You.
    Author: Victoria Munteanu Title: Reporter

    Yesterday I went to Publix and stood in the hygiene aisle for a solid 10 minutes. That was the Publix he bought me a hairbrush from, the day we had our first—-my first ever—kiss. When my friend brought up a joke he used to make, I laughed and his name almost came out of my mouth. I do certain things because he taught me to, I think of how he would react in a thousand situations, and I constantly wonder what he thinks of me now. Yet, I think just because you take so much space in my mind doesn’t necessarily make you a candidate for a second chance.

                  I do think that every good person has a past and every bad person has a future though. 

    I think that the way I feel isn’t and shouldn’t be, the deciding factor on whether you’re a good person or not. I think what I want is irrelevant to what should happen in someone else’s life besides mine, actually sometimes mine too…(you know fate and all of that stuff).

    Balancing your emotions and rationality is difficult most of the time. Whether you think it is or isn’t, it is. It’s difficult because differentiating one from another is almost impossible, but isn’t that a good thing? Feel what you feel and let it be till it isn’t I say. Make others think one thing about you and think differently but don’t tell them, allow others into your life and shut them out. Hold your morals to your standards and be who you want to be. Make yourself believe in yourself and find out what works for you in your carefully curated little head. 

    Sometimes I wish people would have stayed when they didn’t—couldn’t. Sometimes I wish I hadn’t wasted my time on a situation I could have lived without. Most times I just wish people, including myself, were kinder. The only thing I can do is control my own actions, believe what I believe, and make my own decisions. Whether that disappoints a random man on the street or one of the most important people in my life, if it’s what I want, I have the right to do it. 

    This being said I am still stuck in a sticky web with the question “why do people act like this” when someone’s putting themselves first hurts me, replaying in my head with the answer nowhere to be found. The answer is in my head, in front of me, in my eyes and ears and everything I eat, the answer is all around me and nowhere to be found all at once. The web keeps me longer than I expect every time I fall into it. I honestly don’t even know if I’ve ever gotten out. 

    Doing what you want—in terms of how you treat people—will usually result in a specific cycle which crafts your character as a villain in Lucy’s life, and Lucy as villain in yours. For instance: 

    You go to Lucy’s house, she likes you, you don’t like her. You break things off, she’s obviously hurt. You feel guilty and upset she’s so upset, she feels broken, upset that you don’t feel so broken. This cycle clones itself in every which way you can twist and turn it, and it works in every relationship, every interaction, and every thought you’ll have. Everywhere is filled with Lucy’s and you’s, second chances, and the need for peace. Sometimes the only solution is to be at peace with yourself while at war with the world. 

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