Thinking after thinking, I realized that the most painful thing I have ever gone through is to find myself slowly being pulled by my own ghosts. It's that moment of my life when my mind accepts nothing but painful things. It was as if in a white blank sheet of paper, the only thing I see is a tiny bit of dust. I was longing for acceptance, for care, for love which I cannot give to myself and to others for that matter. It was so hard that I thought people's lives don't matter, that it is only a matter of life and death. Everything in between isn't important. But you know what? It was pain that saved me. I can feel pain. I can feel for myself. For me, pain is beautiful as it made me feel that I am alive. As it had me forgive myself and all those that hurt me. So for anyone of you who are pained. I understand. Feel it. Use it to heal yourself.

Pain opens door to many beautiful and wonderful things like tattoos.