Life Is Absolutely Unbearable. And We're Going

I'm Someone Who Lived In A War For Five Years. I Received Bombs On My Head Every Day Of My Childhood. Did That Stop Me From Living? Did That Stop Me From Laughing?

I Like To Be Sad Once In A While. You Need It For Your Equilibrium.

Whether This Tale Be True Or False, None Can Tell, For None Were There To Witness It Themselves.

Maybe The Biggest Problem Is That There's No Empathy. Nobody Puts Themselves In The Place Of Others. Everyone Thinks They Are The Only One To Suffer. Or That They're The Only Ones Who Like Ice Cream Or Take Their Kids On Vacation.

Of Course, When You Remember Your Life, You Never Remember Anything In A Chronological Way. You Always Have Pieces Of Memories, And Some Of These Memories Are Full Of Details And Very Colorful. Some Of Them You Just See The Action And It's Completely Blank.