It's all the things we can't explain that make us human.

"We live in a house made of each other, and if that sounds strange that's because it is."

   Everybody, every single human being, will suffer at some point in their life. Maybe it's the loss of a loved one, a bad test grade, a so-called "friend" tossing them away. No matter how great the force is, we're all the same. We all go through it. Some of us are crushed under the weight. That's how strong it is. It smashes hope to pieces. It makes even the kindest, most amazing human being feel like an insignificant piece of dirt. But we move on.

   If we let suffering bring us down, then we will truly have nothing left. Letting it win is giving up every ounce of hope you still have, hope that can't be replaced.
 
   When people suffer, they tend to hide away, believing that no one notices or cares. They put on a mask that hides their true feelings, relying on their "everything's okay" face to get them through life. They hide within this facade and decide it's better there, where no one can hurt them but themselves. I've been behind this facade too many times, and I still never learn my lesson. Why should I burden someone else with my problems? Isn't it easier to just deny my need for help and simply pretend to be okay? That's not lying to my friends, is it? That's not betraying there trust and hurting their feelings, right?

   I'm tired of people curling in on themselves because they don't think anyone can help them. Thousands of people commit suicide because they refuse to look for help, going to such lengths by denying help if it is offered. The truth of it is, every single human suffers, and whether the force is strong or simple, it's all the same. We all fight the same battles, so why don't we fight together? Why do we shut out everyone who could help?

   I don't mean any offense to anyone, and I don't hate anyone for it, but I feel hurt by this. It feels like selfishness. You're really so stubborn to stay miserable, aren't you? You won't let me help. Isn't that what you want? You want it to stop? Maybe I can make that happen. Even if I can't, a little support could help you, right? But no, I can't even do that much, can I? What kind of person am I if I can't even comfort one of my closest friends?

  In truth, this isn't a spur-of-the-moment post. This is going out to someone who I think has been suffering greatly as of late. Someone who doesn't think anyone else cares to notice.

 So yeah, it makes me feel like crap. It makes me feel like a lousy friend. Because true friends know that they are always welcome, no matter the circumstances. It's not rude. It's not harmful. It hurts more to never have a chance with you.
                               I just want it to be like the old days.

Lyrics:
Human- Civil Twilight
Tiny Glowing Screens Part 2- Watsky