Impermanence
There are so few things that are permanent in relation to our brief little lives, even if you believe at one point during your life that something is. I would like to believe that unconditional love is permanent, but it’s not, really. One thing that could sever, and has severed, family relationships for me is addiction.
Does pain always accompany impermanence?
Things I have believed would be permanent, but haven’t been:
-My first boyfriend
-My first band
-My desire to be a writer (one of the reasons I got a sleeve of tattoos—permanent, by the way—was so I wouldn’t be roped into working a mundane office job for the rest of my life.)
-My anxiety/panic attacks
-My love for my first favorite band
I would list the things that I think are permanent at this point in my life, but it’s too depressing to think about the possibility that they might be impermanent, so I’m just going to avoid that thought.
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