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Some days things are just heavy. You know what I mean? Like when you\u2019re washing the dishes while your whole family is around the dinner table, and they\u2019re all laughing and telling stories, but it all feels too loud. With every word they say, you realise maybe you\u2019re just not as happy as them \u2013 and that begins to make you feel shaky. Because if all these people you love are bursting at the seems with joy, why aren\u2019t you as well? Not because your life is miserable and you\u2019ve had the most tragic things happen to you, simply just because you feel so many things at once and it is becoming too heavy for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You want to be laughing with them, and you want to join in on the conversation, but you just really can\u2019t. It\u2019s as if – if you were to say a word right now, you would literally break into pieces. Because there are so many moment\u2019s you\u2019re holding onto that is making everything feel so heavy. Like the time you had made plans with that friend, and they forgot, so you ended up spending yet another night at home alone \u2013 you felt that. Or when you excitedly spoke about that thing you so deeply care for, and no one must have really heard you because no one even responded \u2013 you felt that too. And how could you forget that time in high school you defended that friend that everyone was unfairly attacking, but everyone just ended up laughing at you? Or that time when you saw that group of friends from class you really thought liked you, out together without even an invite \u2013 you really felt that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the more you think about it, it becomes a collection of many moments that just feel so incredibly heavy. Then there\u2019s another moment, and another, and another \u2013 and it just doesn\u2019t stop. Maybe it makes you think you\u2019re not good enough, or that people are incredibly horrible \u2013 and the excuses and reasonings pile up. And all these moments, that were just moments, become heavy burdens of loathing towards something or someone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s the thing we don\u2019t realise \u2013 all these heavy moments were never ours to carry. The Light was always meant to carry it for us. Because when we carry it all by ourselves, the darkness wins, and makes these heavy moments into something they were never meant to be. These moments are just moments, and they may be heavy, but if you give it to The Light, you could be laughing with your family too. I think I\u2019m going to give over my heavy to The Light, and I hope you do too. There\u2019s a whole bunch of love and light we should be carrying instead. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

By Mila Ottavini<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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