The need for Suffering

~ Gottfried

Suffering is best enjoyed in silence. I’m currently suffering from NDTDA. It’s a rare disease that loosely translates to No Desire To Do Anything Syndrome. I was first diagnosed as a toddler, the doctor promised my parents that I would outgrow it in the end. I’m glad to announce that in 2022, the doctor has been proven wrong.

Sometimes the only way around suffering is to go straight through it. Why bother asking for help when you can charge right through the chaos. What doesn’t kill you now will make you stronger in the end. The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain. Want to be truly free? Try hitting your head on a concrete wall multiple times. Pain is your dearest friend, it’s always there for you.

To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering. A lot of people go through a lot and imagine there is a meaning to it. There’s no hidden meaning. The Universe is doing its best to frustrate you into giving up. It’s an exclusive form of natural selection and you’re the guinea pig in this control experiment.

Suffering is humbling. It pays to know how to get your butt kicked. Suffering is like anything else. Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste. We are healed of suffering only by experiencing it to the full. So if you’ve only suffered halfway, you need to go back to the beginning and get it done right this time. No shortcuts!

Some people are suffering and you’ll never know because they suffer in silence. But not me, I’m screaming as loud as I possibly can. Out of suffering emerges the strongest souls, the most massive characters that are seared with scars. I’ll take solace in the fact that pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. If you’re not suffering right now, you’re not intelligent.

The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the one that is worth suffering for. True suffering is coming home after a long day to discover your sibling has eaten the food you hid in the freezer. Now you know nobody in the house can be trusted. Suffering is an extraordinary teacher. You suddenly come up with new and creative ways to hide your food around the house.

Doctors have just discovered a food that can cause grief and suffering years after it’s been eaten. It’s called a Wedding Cake. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.

Suffer, you deserve it.

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164 thoughts on “The need for Suffering”

  6. I disagree! You said, “Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste. ” Never! I hate the taste of suffering – worse than liver! Yup, it’s supposed to make me stronger, I’ve heard that. It can make me better or bitter. Well, the taste is bitter – no matter how long you suffer. The only way to make lemons taste sweet is to add honey or sugar. Don’t kid yourself and think that the bitter lemons make sweet lemonade all by themselves. So, to grow stronger through suffering, that’s the trick: get THROUGH it as soon as you can!! Bliss is way better than piss!

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  8. The doctor was not wrong. You were. You thought the end meant, “one day soon,” (natural born killers track on you belong to me) Har Har!
    I also scream my suffering. Brace yourself. At my only school reunion with about 8 out of 14 (I was physically present but off with trauma fairies in another dimension) I was the only divorced catholic with three husband’s down, had lived in more houses than I have letters in all my surnames, including preadoption name, and I had nothing to boast about. Can’t use your kids as prizes although that is just unfair. I have the best kids! Anyway, a day came when I advised everyone that I thought I might be the first one of us to be in nappies. First response. You can get botox for your bladder (say what?) but it doesn’t always work, she said. Well, it’s as bad as discovering from my 18 year old that my g spot is in my vagina. I admit I was astounded. Who would look in there? I know. I know. But back to nappies. I explain actually, it’s not my bladder… Her response after 8 emojis from the rest, who obviously would have said, what the fridge food, but sent tears… (Never get what they mean,) she says, “You were a bit odd,” at school she meant because I did say maybe it’s an autistic thing…
    A bit odd. I ask you! I was terrified every flipping second. I deserve a badge of endureth forever or something.
    I am the only person I know that needs to get drunk quickly to quell manic when it comes. Take three tots of gin, all at once, douse with tonic in a large glass, drink. Eat several sweets to sober up and a slice of cake. Bang. You are sober and manic is running down the road screaming.
    If it wasn’t for the dog who barked me up, I think I may have died today. I was bouncing pulse – less for half the day. I may not be here next week though, just as a heads up. I believe one gets 48 hours notice for dying, and I may be on the clock here.
    Last bit. Diarise 20,21,22, Sept. 2028. Make sure you are repented up and ready for God. Trust me. You will thank me in another dimension.
    Everything above is true. Good news. I discovered eating helps to prevent onset of nappies. Apparently sweets, gin and coffee do not count as meals. Who knew? Happy week dear Heart. See you on the flip side.

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