⚖️ Justice
When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool
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Injustice will not go away simply because we refuse to acknowledge it

Sometimes, life feels like a quiet afternoon interrupted by a sudden, unwelcome guest. Chinua Achebe’s beautiful, albeit haunting, words remind us that pain and hardship aren't just visitors we can simply ignore or turn away at the threshold. When we try to pretend that suffering isn't happening, or when we build walls to keep the heavy emotions out, we often find that the struggle has already found a way to settle in. It carries its own chair, its own weight, and its own stubborn persistence. This tells us that the first step toward healing isn't fighting the presence of pain, but learning how to sit with it.

In our everyday lives, we often do this by staying busy. We fill our schedules with endless tasks, scrolling through bright screens, or burying ourselves in work to avoid the quiet moments where sadness might creep in. We tell ourselves that if we just keep moving, the 'guest' won't find a place to sit. But the truth is, the more we resist the reality of our struggles, the more permanent they feel. The discomfort doesn't leave just because we refuse to acknowledge it; instead, it becomes a silent, uninvited companion that follows us through every room of our lives.

I remember a time when I felt like I was running a marathon just to stay ahead of a heavy feeling of loneliness. I tried to fill every second of my day with noise and movement, convinced that if I didn't make space for my sadness, it wouldn't be able to stay. But one rainy evening, when the house grew too quiet, I realized the sadness was already there, sitting quietly in the corner of my mind. It wasn't an enemy attacking me; it was a part of my experience that was simply waiting to be acknowledged. Once I stopped trying to kick the stool out from under it and actually sat down to acknowledge my feelings, the intensity of the ache began to shift from something terrifying to something manageable.

As your friend BibiDuck, I want to remind you that you don't have to fight a war against your own emotions. There is no shame in the moments when life feels heavy or when a loss feels like it has moved in and unpacked its bags. Instead of trying to barricade the door, try simply breathing through the discomfort. Acknowledge that the guest is there, and give yourself permission to feel whatever needs to be felt. When we stop resisting the presence of our struggles, we finally clear the space necessary to begin the true work of healing and finding our peace again.

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