People always ask me how I can deal with pain so well. For instance when I slice my finger on a knife, or punch a wall so hard you can hear the cracking in my bones. Pain is a familiar emotion to me. It’s really the only emotion I still trust. Trust is something I no longer do. Trust in people, in god, or even in your self is all a pile of shit. The only purpose trust serves is to give you the illusion that you are happy. Happiness is fleeting. One minute you can feel like you are on top of the world, and the next you are running down a back ally in fear. Fear is not even an emotion. Its response your mind creates to protect against something that is out to hurt you. It’s a self defense mechanism designed in your body to give the false sense of hope. Hope is a lie. Have you ever hoped for something to turn out for you so bad it hurt, but then all you were left with was disappointment? It leaves you empty inside, feeling like you’re not loved. Love is phony. Love never really exists. We tell ourselves that we love so that this life has some meaning or purpose. It doesn’t. We are just dust, breed from a primordial soup and shoved into this existence just to be. All these other “emotions” aren’t factual. Unlike pain they lie and betray you. Pain is real. Pain doesn’t stab you in the back and put you in the cold. It doesn’t make you feel good for a second, nor give you a promise of better things to come. Pain doesn’t cheat on you, doesn’t lie, and doesn’t steal. It only exists.