…Such a pity…

We as individuals tend to think that our pain is unique. The idea that self-pity is like sinking into a small-secluded pool. And the waters only reflect our own struggles and shortcomings. There is a deceptive promise of solace whispering that the world has wronged us. We can feel that, by dwelling in this state is a form of validation. But it’s only false refuge. And we only isolate and confined ourselves rather than heal.

The comfort that we feel from doing this is only temporary, like the effects of a substance—it temporarily blocks us from the reality of our situations and has us pushing for more.  Causing us to dive deeper into isolation. Overindulging will consume us eventually. It’s going to pull us away from connections, relationships, jobs, and ultimately obstructing personal growth.

It takes courage to break free from self-pity. It takes courage to confront our raw truths of our circumstances and realign our sense of personal direction. Shifting ourselves away from self-pity to helping others. Even if it’s simply empathizing with those who face greater struggles. The grip of self-pity will loosen. Simply by an act of reaching out to reclaim our humanity, find our level ground, rediscover our resilience—that’s true comfort. It’s not wallowing in self-pity, feeling sorry for our-selves. But by connecting, growing, and contributing.

And it’s just a simple, honest reminder that self-pity seeks to imprison us. By turning outward transforms this false comfort of an embrace into a genuine strength of compassion and self-awareness.

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