Unanswered Why's

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Submitted: January 22, 2010

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Have you ever caught yourself wondering why? Like why is the sky blue or the grass green? Of course you have. But those why's have answers. The sky is blue due to the scattering of some stuff and its really kinda hard to explain but I learned it in Astronomy and then the grass is green because of some weird chemical process thing that I can't remember from Biology in 9th grade. But some why's don't have any answers or they do but nobody really knows the actual answer. Like why does 2+2=4? Just because it is is the only answer you get. But thats not a good enough answer for me. Is it for you? Once you think about it...who came up with math and numbers and all that nonsense?

Well numbers and science isn't the reason why I'm writing this. I'm writing this because something occured to me when I was lying on the pool deck, breathing shallowly and totally oblivious to what was happening around me. I heard mumbles and yelling but that's it. I couldn't breathe normally for about 3 minutes or so. And I wondered why the hell am I putting myself through this again? Why do I keep doing this if I can't breathe after anything I do here? That happened because I swam practically three events in a row. A 100 freestyle then there was the boys and girls 500 but I didn't swim that. Then I was in the 200 freestyle relay. I kicked like hell and pulled like hell through that. By now I was tired and pissed off and I could barely breathe and I still had another event. The 100 back stroke. The guys relay was over in like 2 minutes and I could barely breathe and my coach wouldn't let me pull myself out of it after two of our swimmers pulled themselves out of one of their events. I swam my event and almost came in at least second. But I didn't know that until after I "died" on the deck. I got out of the pool and strided over to where our team was and I just like fell on my stomach with my towel wrapped around my face and I breathed slowly and shallowly. Tears were running down my face and I didn't want them too.

But why do we fall down, nearly break every bone in our body and then stand up and dust oursleves off then say "again"? Why do we constantly cause ourselves pain and suffering? Why do we continue to do something that makes us feel like we might die right there, right then? Is it because we're missing some sort of pain in our lives? Or is it because we're simply human and we need to be hurt in order to survive? I know that sounds crazy and makes no sense but think about it. We'll all get hurt sometimes...whether it's mentally or physically...it still causes you to cry or get angry maybe even flip out on some people. But when people say stuff like "I'm back with my ex...even though he/she cheated on me"...you think to yourself, maybe even say it, "Why the hell would you do that?" It hurt you so bad the first time but why would you go through that again? It's in our nature to make mistakes but still...why cause yourself pain?

I believe we do it because we need that pain in our minds. We need suffering and we need to feel something other than happiness. Life isn't all just pretty rainbows and butterflies. There is hate and pain and agony in places you would've never thought to look.

Ask yourself these questions and just tell me your explanation for why some why's are left unanswered.


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