Pain Is a Gift

Because only those who’ve loved deeply, feel deeply.

I’ve always wondered — how do people move on so quickly?

Especially now, in our generation, it seems like people bounce back from loss like it’s nothing. They smile again. They go out. They post stories. Life moves on — at least on the surface.

And then there’s me.

Still feeling the pain. Still stuck in the heaviness of it all. Still struggling to get on with things.

But here’s something I’ve started to understand:
To feel great pain, you must have first felt great love.
To feel deep sorrow, you must have once experienced immense joy.
To lose something so much, you must have once held something so great.

Love and joy aren’t physical things. They aren’t about perfect relationships or fairytale moments. They’re about how much we give. How much we feel. Two people can be in the same situation — and yet one walks away barely touched, while the other is shattered. Because their depth was different.

And that’s a strange kind of blessing, isn’t it?

To have felt so much that it now hurts this much — that’s rare.

One day of love like that…
It can feel like a lifetime’s worth.

So yes, sometimes I envy those who seem unfazed. But I also feel sorry for them. Sorry that they might have never experienced that kind of love. That kind of joy. That kind of soul-shaking connection.

And maybe, it’s time to shift the narrative.

Maybe the pain isn’t a punishment.
Maybe it’s proof — that something extraordinary happened.
And that, in itself, is something to be deeply grateful for.

We had a chapter that many don’t even know exists.
And while it may be over, it leaves behind a reminder:
That we are capable of loving like that again.

It might return the same way.
It might look completely different.
Or maybe it won’t come back at all.

And that’s okay.
Life isn’t meant to follow a single script.

That chapter was real. It mattered. And now, we turn the page.
Thank you for that.
Be grateful for it.
And be excited — for what comes next.