Tragedy from heartbreak.
More so, the heartbreak that inspires creativity.
The sucky thing about this is . . . Why do we have to go through something in order for us to become our most creative selves? Why does it come down to the point where you're in the midst of tragedy?
Speaking for myself. . . I can write more. I can journal more. I can create pieces, dance pieces that are worth acknowledging . . . why do I feel like the tragedy that I have, the feeling of heartbreak that I feel. . . "Is for a reason?"
Yes, everything happens for a reason. We've heard that cliche time and time over and over again. But maybe it is though.
It's hard to really accept that. Everything happens for reason, but when you're in the midst of that reason, it's hard to accept - That reason. Why did that happen to me? Why did that have to happen? Why did it go so far? Why? Why? Why? Why, why, why am I not OK yet? Why are THEY ok? Why am I in this place . . . God? (for my believers)
I did my best. I tried my best. I tried my hardest. I received the positivity. I worked hard at it. I never thought that I would experience the place that I'm in right now. But my writing has gotten stronger.
Maybe it was a story I needed to tell . . .
And in order to tell that story, I needed to go through everything that has happened for a reason.