I find it rather puzzling that the emotions we tend to hold on to the strongest are the dark ones. Pain. Pain is something people usually hold on to, anger, sadness. I find it strange that we don't hold on to love which is supposed to be this glorious thing but we hold on to darker things more. When we are in love, we tend to enjoy it for the period of time when we think we are in love but once it passes (because of course love doesn't last) we tend to hold on to the pain more than we held on to the love.
Most people get creativity from negative emotions. I, for one am a living proof that you can write an entire book while in pain. Creativity is never gotten from love or happiness. Usually, for some weird reason, the most beautiful paintings, sculptures, poetry are from people whom have being going through emotional distress at the time they were working on their master piece. Isn't it strange that people then love this master piece regardless of the fact that pain/sadness/heartbreak/suffering gave birth to it.
In one way or another we are all attracted to broken things i think. That is why the saddest love stories sell so much, e.g The Fault In Our Stars (yups, i am a Hazel-Augustus fan). Forget what science told you about opposites attracting, pain attracts pain. We are all little broken people and we are always trying to find broken pieces of ourselves in these broken paintings,sculptures, poetry etc.
All in all, i don't know if it is a bad thing that we are all a the risk of getting addicted to pain and sadness. Personally i think it is good. I feed off of my pain. As much as i would like to believe in a happy Utopia where everything is perfect, i know that would be the worst thing for humanity because then we wouldn't have all of these broken creativity and i don't know about you reader but i don't want to live in a world without cheesy movies like the notebook and sad sad very sad poetry.
Sayonara
xx
The Feelings We Hold On To
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