Hurt

Time to write!

Hurt is a difficult emotion to describe. Hurt is not the same as sad, or as angry, or as disappointed. Hurt does not necessitate betrayal, although the two often coincide.
Hurt is something which refuses to be suppressed, refuses to be controlled. The tear stains or the clenched jaw do not characterize Hurt. Hurt sits inside of someone's eyes. Tears aren't necessary, neither is the dangerous flash. People can smile and pretend that Hurt isn't there, but it is.

So what makes Hurt hurt so bad? Possibly the fact that more often that not, Hurt is borne from hope. Hurt follows happiness. Hurt is unforeseen, unpredicted.

Hurt follows fast on the heels of ecstasy and excitement. We are lifted to a place where we feel as though things are right, and then Hurt comes, laying a leaden finger, just a finger, on our shoulder, and slowly pushing down. Sometimes we offer little resistance and we sink straight to the floor. Other days we stand tall as we can for as long as we can, but Hurt pushes us down eventually anyway.

Because you can't help it when you get hurt. So maybe Hurt isn't an emotion, because those you can decide. Maybe Hurt is just an emptiness, and that's why it's hard to get it to go away. You can put something else inside the Hurt, but the Hurt is still holding it, pulsing and living, reminding you that once things were not this way.