"My mother has been admitted to hospital. She will be in bedrest for 2 weeks," Simon informed me solemnly.
To be told by a doctor, "You have cancer; you may die!"has to be terrifying. Yet some reading this blog have experienced such pain and agony.
In 1 way or another, we are all hurting. Millions of parents have been deeply wounded by children who had disappointed them. The victims of broken homes are hurting. And what about the unemployed? The despondent ones whose dreams have collapsed? The prisoners? The alcoholics?
The best to do in this situation is to stop trying to figure out how and why you got hurt.
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone
When you're sure you had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, çause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong, Now it's time to sing along
when your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on
"Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh no. Don't throw your hand
If you fell you're alone, no, no, no, you're not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You're not alone.
-R.E.M