When you are kept in the dark and you keep digging a tunnel, you feel like a mole. Having a sense of helpless hope, seeing no way out, because you are blind, even blindsided by someone is a terrible way to live. Life was not created to live in this way.
Life should be bright, sunny, shared and loved. Life was never meant to live alone. Life must be fulfilling, abundant and cherished. Life is so short. Life is so fragile. Life needs room to breath, room to grow, purpose, and meaning.
Life is not about understand the meaning of life. Life is meant to understand the meaning of ones own life. But one day, when the thread snaps, and you look around, without seeing me in your life… it is then, you realize, you are just a poor helpless mole like me.