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Pain. It's an inevitable fact of life. It can attack you both physically and mentally. It can destroy you and it can raise you high. It can make you weak as a newborn and it can make you strong as an ox. And nobody can escape it. Everybody has something to lose. It leaves behind no soul unscathed. And it seems as though lately it has become a larger part of my life, as it has consumed me and it has consumed my friends. We've always flown free of its clutches, but it always seems to snare us once more, time and time again. There may be no escaping it, even as there are endless havens free of it. Even so, it still finds a way to return the knife to the hollow scar in the meat of our backs. It is a beast with its own will at times, and yet its a tool without option. It can be caused innocently, and it can be brandished as a weapon, striking down all obstacles in its path. Its natural. Its artificial. Its a fact of life. Its a complete and total opinion. Its unavoidable, so why let it knock you down. Maybe you have no defense. No choice of your own. Or maybe you let it hit you for the sake that it may fail to hit another. Even if that particular other is the one with the whip. Scars are not spontaneous. But that doesn't mean you will get defeated. Especially if you have a shoulder to fall on. Your friends may be more important than you thought.