There’s something hauntingly poetic about those who carry the weight of the world yet insist on holding the torch of hope. The ones who whisper, “Everything happens for a reason” or sigh, “It is what it is” are often the same people who’ve weathered storms that would break the average soul. These words, offered casually in conversations, often serve as their armor—a mantra they cling to when the pain becomes too vast to explain.
Behind that girl who shrugs off life’s blows with these phrases lies a history she seldom shares. She’s the one who has stayed awake through countless nights, staring at the ceiling and wondering, Why me? What did she do to deserve the heartbreak, the loss, or the relentless traumas that seem to follow her like a shadow? She doesn’t have the answers, but these phrases give her a fragile thread of peace to hold onto when the silence feels deafening.
When she says, “Everything happens for a reason,” it’s not because she truly believes life is a puzzle that will someday make sense. It’s because the alternative—a world of randomness and chaos, where pain is meaningless—is too heavy to bear. It’s her way of convincing herself that someday, the dots will connect, and the pain will reveal its purpose.
“It is what it is” is her surrender, not to defeat, but to the reality that some things can’t be undone. It’s her declaration that she’s done fighting battles she can’t win. It’s the shield she uses to protect her heart from cracking under the weight of questions she’ll never find answers to.
She’s lived through moments that could have destroyed her. She’s loved people who didn’t love her back, trusted hands that betrayed her, and fought for things that slipped through her fingers anyway. She’s been broken in ways she’ll never fully describe, but she’s also rebuilt herself time and time again.
So when you hear her say these words, don’t dismiss them as clichés. See them for what they truly are—a glimpse into her resilience. Behind her calm exterior is a heart that’s been shattered but still beats. Behind her smile is a soul that’s known sorrow but refuses to give in.
She’s not asking for pity or validation; she’s asking for understanding. Because sometimes, the strongest people are the ones who let life beat them down but still manage to stand, whispering to themselves, Maybe one day, this will all make sense.
Until then, “It is what it is.”
🫰💟🫖 JRT
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