Passion is a double-edged sword.
It demands time and energy and can be more fulfilling than anything in this world.
It can bring out the very best in what you are.
But it can also tear you apart in ways more excruciating than the most horrific tortures.
Passion forces you to look in the mirror.
To stare long and hard, to question everything.
Your reasons. Your drive. And your Resolve.
Being passionate is difficult. More than anything else.
It’s exhausting and fills your everything.
It swells from your chest and makes it hard to breathe.
It thrusts you into depths unknown and makes you feel like you could survive anything.
It’s the irrational rationale, a paradox.
Passion and Pain is One and the Same