Life

To most people, they must've compared life to things more optimistically. Normally, I am a optimistic person and believes that life is good no matter how bad things go. I didn't know that one incident of having someone important to you leaving would change the way I look at life this much. From being optimistic normally, I am actually comparing life to hell. I admit that hell is probably a little too exaggerated, since there are those times when you are happy, but I can't think of anything else to describe the feeling that I have towards life now. I think that life is hell because living is always a torture. Look at how hard people are trying to have themselves survive, no matter in their social status, academically, or economically...etc. And no matter how hard some people try, they won't be able to achieve the goal. And even when one does get to the level that they're satisfied with already, it doesn't mean that someone else doesn't have the exact same goal as them, and would try to bring them down no matter what. Look at how many people there are on the world. Having similar goals means to have to fight among each other. Having people trying to drag each other down is like hell. Also, in life, there are those times when you think that you've found your real best friends. And of course, in those moments, you'd feel really happy. But afterwards, when they backstab you, the contrast of the happiness you've had and the pain of knowing that it was all fake would hurt so much, just like in hell. Another thing is how the earth is way too big, and when people leave, it would hurt so bad. Life is so cruel and violent, dragging two people away from each other for hundreds of thousands miles. So, I think that even though there are the happy moments in life, they might not last forever and may be fake. These miserable things of human nature makes me think that life should be compared to hell.