I'm going to confess something I've never told anyone before. The story of how I sliced my forehead with razor blades.
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Both didn't care what little Sulaiman had to say, so my effort was pointless.
It was very recently when I realized pain was a price. (Keep in mind I'm not refering to the pain inflicted on us by other person/s. I'm talking about pain happening to us because of ourselves) 2/n


Pain is the price tag attached to the "end" we hope to reach and the currency is experience. Yes, you don't read numbers with Birr printed beside it. You see decisions and willingness required to afford it. You choose your merchandise, see if you can afford it and then
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decide to buy it; End goal, choice, and willingness.
So, little Sulaiman was frustrated by what's happening in the home he considered peaceful. I couldn't control the situation. It's not like I could say, "shut up both of you. Can't you see I'm watching mbc3? Don't ruin
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my YuGi Oh time." They'll beat the shit out of me. So I realized I can't control what they do, I can only control what I do. 
Having a settle and critical view of the world makes our decisions easier and to the point. By controlling our perception, we can find
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mental clarity. Make it easier on ourselves by differentiating what we can and can't control around us. I think it's not that difficult to find out we can only control our actions. We can't control what others think, percieve, and react to. When we attain that clarity,
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it wouldn't be that hard to choose what kinda pain we wanna go through to reach an "end". We'll be free of any deceptions our mind creates. For example, you wouldn't care that your poem didn't appeal to the audience that was listening, but it means a lot to you that it
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expressed your deep visualization of the world because that's what you wanted all along.
I got out of the house running from the deafening noise of the fight. I never saw them like that. The only thing that mattered to me was the pacification of the chaos that was
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unraveling.
To get what we hope to achieve, we gotta pay the price. Don't consider buying what you can't afford. I know the world screams it in our face YOU CAN BE ANYTHING. I'm not saying you can't, but make sure you want to be it. Choose your "end", know the pain, and
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direct all your efforts towards it. "Having an end in mind is not gonna guarantee that you'll reach it, but not having an end in mind is a guarantee you won't." Is one of the stoics principles. If our efforts are not directed to an end goal, how will we know
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what to say YES and NO to? That we've had enough? How we're off track?
I remembered the razor blade that was placed by the window. I hurried to there and picked it up. If there was one thing that never fails to unite people, is having a common enemy. And what more enemy
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is there to parents than their children's suffering and ill-being? I sent the blade to the left of my forehead and sliced it a little. I started bleeding.
"pain is the universal constant. No matter how good or bad your life gets, the pain will be there." - Mark Manson
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We only upgrade pain or make it more manageable. We introduce ourselves to new kind of pain whenever we progress in life. But at least getting to choose what kinda pain we go through is an underrated blessing. So, try to create an attitude of acceptance. Develop your
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willingness to reach your "end" at any cost.
I went inside with blood on my forehead and stood infront of them. Just like that the shouting stopped. They were both looking at me startled. They asked me what happened. I claimed I fell on the ground. (I was never going to
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to tell them I cut myself, are you crazy?) Ummi started cleaning me up and my dad was telling me not to run like an idiot. I told him I was running out the house because of their fight. (I know. Like a puppet master.)
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They shared a look, I stood there like I didn't know anything enjoying the serene quiteness.
I changed a pain with a pain, but atleast I got to choose the second one. I paid the price.
And I reached my end.
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I changed a pain with a pain, but atleast I got to choose the second one. I paid the price.
And I reached my end.
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