Have you ever wondered why some people exist?
Why do people harm themselves and others? Why does humankind, as a
whole, refuse to change for the better, even when we know–well–we
know it would be better? Why do we keep repeating the same negative
patterns, ineffective communication styles, emotional blackmail,
mental and physical abuse, and other destructive behaviors over and
over and over?
Why don’t we learn from our mistakes? And why do those whom we believe
“deserve” to be hurt, seem to come through without a scratch, while
bad things continually happen to “good” people?
I have no answers! Instead, *I prefer keeping in mind even the
possibility that existence has its own reason for being!
My 117-word response for
dVerse Prosery: Possibilities.
*— Wisława Szymborska, “Possibilities”