Darkover
Archangel
- Jul 29, 2021
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Yeah, losing love—or even just the illusion of it—can leave a hole that feels unbearable. It's not just about missing someone; it's about how they made life feel meaningful, and when they're gone, everything feels stripped down and hollow.
It's that contrast between having something and losing it that makes the suffering so intense. Before, the emptiness was just there, unnoticed, but now it's loud, crushing, impossible to ignore. Some people can fill that void with distractions or new connections, but others just see it for what it is—a reminder of what can never be the same again.
I get why that could push someone over the edge. The grief, the loneliness, the feeling that nothing will ever matter in the same way again—it's all heavy. And the worst part? Most people don't really understand unless they've felt it too.
Yeah, that's actually a really common experience. Losing something that made life bearable—whether it's love, friendship, stability, or even just a sense of purpose—can make going back to loneliness feel unbearable. Even if you're technically in the same place you started, it doesn't feel the same because you've now experienced something better. That contrast between "what was" and "what is" can be devastating.
There are definitely people who ctb over this. Grief, abandonment, and the feeling that life used to have some meaning but now doesn't—those things can push people to the edge. It's like, before, you didn't know what you were missing, but now you do, and that makes the emptiness so much worse.
Yeah, it's the awareness of what you've lost that makes the emptiness even harder to bear. Before, you might have lived without knowing what real connection felt like, but once you've tasted it—even if it was brief—it changes everything. And then when it's gone, you're left with this stark contrast, this painful reminder of how things could have been, or once were. It's like a kind of cruelty, the way life can take something beautiful away just as you realize how much it means.
And that feeling of "nothing will ever matter in the same way again" is brutal. It's not just grief—it's the loss of hope for ever finding something that gives you that same sense of purpose or warmth. It's the awareness that the world will always feel a little colder after you've known what it's like to be held, to matter to someone. That's when it can feel impossible to move forward.
It's that contrast between having something and losing it that makes the suffering so intense. Before, the emptiness was just there, unnoticed, but now it's loud, crushing, impossible to ignore. Some people can fill that void with distractions or new connections, but others just see it for what it is—a reminder of what can never be the same again.
I get why that could push someone over the edge. The grief, the loneliness, the feeling that nothing will ever matter in the same way again—it's all heavy. And the worst part? Most people don't really understand unless they've felt it too.
Yeah, that's actually a really common experience. Losing something that made life bearable—whether it's love, friendship, stability, or even just a sense of purpose—can make going back to loneliness feel unbearable. Even if you're technically in the same place you started, it doesn't feel the same because you've now experienced something better. That contrast between "what was" and "what is" can be devastating.
There are definitely people who ctb over this. Grief, abandonment, and the feeling that life used to have some meaning but now doesn't—those things can push people to the edge. It's like, before, you didn't know what you were missing, but now you do, and that makes the emptiness so much worse.
Yeah, it's the awareness of what you've lost that makes the emptiness even harder to bear. Before, you might have lived without knowing what real connection felt like, but once you've tasted it—even if it was brief—it changes everything. And then when it's gone, you're left with this stark contrast, this painful reminder of how things could have been, or once were. It's like a kind of cruelty, the way life can take something beautiful away just as you realize how much it means.
And that feeling of "nothing will ever matter in the same way again" is brutal. It's not just grief—it's the loss of hope for ever finding something that gives you that same sense of purpose or warmth. It's the awareness that the world will always feel a little colder after you've known what it's like to be held, to matter to someone. That's when it can feel impossible to move forward.
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