Why do I feel pain? Pain pushes us forward. Whether we feel depressed, empty or confused, all bad feelings appear in order to make us think about their reason and purpose.

In our world, we see only the outward shell of reality. We do not see what is hidden behind nature, society, a person or the cosmos, and we cannot control any of them.

As with embroidery, the links and threads traversing all the parts of the picture can only be seen on the reverse side. Likewise, we do not see the connections between events in our reality; we only see that "something suddenly happened for some reason."

How can I know the consequences of my actions? All of a sudden, I suffer a blow and I do not understand why it happened or where it came from. "Where did I go wrong?" "What did I do to deserve this?" And even "What's the point of it all?"

Anyone can interpret the reason for their own pain and the pains of others however they see fit. But everyone agrees that pain makes us think about its purpose and its cause, which in the view of Kabbalah, is one and the same.

The science of Kabbalah states that there is only one reason for all pain-to make us ask about its meaning. We can then use these questions to raise us from the level of our earthly existence, where the causes are hidden, to a higher level of existence, where the reason for the pain is revealed.

The science of Kabbalah grants us this opportunity: to discover that there is a source to life-the Upper Light, the Creator-and to attain adhesion with this source. Such questions about the source of pain, the purpose of suffering, and the meaning of life bring a person to Kabbalah.

Dear Andrea,
OK. We had fun. I broke comlpetely off of eveything that I had ever said an thought about myself. Dating you was interesting. We had a blast. We actively fought off your sisters objection. We fought everyone who thought our love to be wrong. We were one helluva team. But then things changed. You started hanging out with him. I mean he was my best friend so I wasn't too concerned, but then it got worse. I would call you and youd be at his house. I called you at 930 the morning before prom and you were at his house, in his bathroom while he was shaving. Then you dance with him at prom. Him not me, your boyfriend. Then you tell me your going to a part y at his house. Well I went by to drop off the scarf you left at prom. No one was there. Whore. So the next day I inform you that I can't handle playing this game. You go and tell me that its ok, that you can handle it if we break up. I NEVER SAID I WAS GOING TO!!! Jumped the gun honey.

Then you spent the summer flauniting your new boyfriend. You liked it that you two had a posse. You liked making me know of all the fun times you had. You like keeping me under you looking up. As long as I'm not doing better than you. your good.

Well I have news for you. I'm happy. Sorry sweetie but I'm doing better than you. In a strange way I should thank you. When my friends all changed because you turned the ones I had with lies against me. Well I found new Ones. I've been so h appy over the past few months. I'm finally on top. I'll admit, O'm slipping, but even though I'm loosing it, I'm still happier than you . I 've moved on, I've found real love with real friends.

I just want to say that Karma is a bitch and your starting to reap what you've sown.

SO just to inform you, I'm free from you. I'm, happy

-Christian

Dear _____,

My life is falling apart. I thought I knew what I wanted. I thought I knew what I needed. I guess I was wrong. I thought I could live without help, but I'm wrong about that too. I hurt so much, I never meant to make you feel it too. You should never have been interested in me, I am much too emotional. Things just don’t matter like they used to. I wanted to let you go that one time, but you wouldn’t leave me. You wouldn’t tell me what I wanted to hear: that I’m worthless. I hurt so much, I feel like I’m being scraped raw inside and out. Layer by layer I’m torn apart by your love. Don’t care for me, I’m not good for you. Please just let me go.

~Me~

Dear J-
I told you to leave. I told you to go away. I told you I will never be your friend again. I said that idle chat was not an option for us. I told you I will help you if you need it but nothing beyond that. Do. Not. Talk. To. Me. I don't give a damn about work. I couldn't care less about "class." I don't want to hear about D&D. So leave me alone. I've ignored you on yahoo. Happy? I'll block your email if you'd like. I've done all I can for you. Your poor boyfriend is never coming back! And if he is, you'll just make him hurt more, so why keep trying? LOOK AT HOW YOU HURT PEOPLE YOU SORRY COWARD. And leave us alone.

I am happy. I have a life. I'm doing okay. So stay out of it. You think we will be friends by the end of this month. I know. By now I know exactly how you think. Six years of close friendship does that to a person. But it won't happen. Maybe if you had spent some time figuring me out in those years this wouldn't be. This fight. This time? It's the last time. So just go.
-E

Dear You,
Seriously babe what the fuck are you doing to us? Talking about a break up as a certainty, treating me like complete and utter shit all the time. If you want us over just say the word and I'll never fucking look back. I want this to work but it's like my art teacher advises the girls in her classes who are having guy issues "If he doesn't treat you like a princess, leave him" well guess what? it's a two way street and you sure as hell aren't giving me any royal treatment
I still love you,
Me

Dear Angel,
I may have fucked up. My brain won't stop running, though I'm gathering that I'm close to finding what I seek. Your eyes show sadness and your smile is fading. I'm hurrying sweet angel, it'll all be better. Just hold on.
- Your Fallen Angel

Dear Skies Over my Homeland.
Gather your forces. How many of your people can fight? You will not win the siege if you weep in despair. The axes will fall from your grasp and your blood will cover the ground. Take this, the sword of soul. I ask again. Can your people fight?
-The Eternal Wanderer

Dear Skies Over my Homeland.

Take these words to heart. Take these words to heart. Do not let them blow away in the breese: Look to the dawn, for it will always come. It will always be night if you keep your eyes closed...

The Eternal Wanderer

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Dear Moonlight Illuminating my Tunnel,

I have faith in you... but my walls are made of naught but paper and spittle. As easily broken down as young child's self-esteem, so is my spirit.

-The Lonely Defender

Dear Me,
You seriously need to sit down and figure yourself out.
- Cuervo

and

Dear A,
Sorry you're dating someone who has the potential to become an emotional wreck. You really do make me happy. I hope I never hurt you. I'm trying to figure it out and make it better, Thanks for your support.

and

Dear Everyone who has listened to me,
Thank you so much for being there..... You really help

CM

My Dear Skies Over my Homeland-
I swore, and my word is my law. Don't let yourself fall back into disbelief and doubt. Have faith in me, and have faith in yourself. Your walls are strong. This cornerstone can be the line to measure your city upon, and it will be forever. Where I stand, where I invite you, no one can fall.
-Sincerely, Eternal Wanderer

Dear J-
You're hurting and I'm hurting for you. I will help you. I will do whatever I can and whatever I am able. But I will not go down that road again with you. I spent a lifetime being betrayed. And I spent six years of this one being tortured. I will not put myself in that position again. I will help you because I love you. You are my brother. But I will never be your friend again.
Sincerely, E

dear teachers,

Why do i have to come in today? It's a pain to have to come in on a day that i could've slept in on. *sighs* thanks alot...

-The failing Student

Dear Jesus/God/Allah/Mohammad/the gods/ any major religious being

Sorry people are doing crazy shit in your name. Its gotta suck to have other people mess up your name. Sorry if my lack of belief offends you. But sorry morons use your good teachings or whatever to do evil things....

-CQ

Dear Easterday. Way to dodge the question. What if that woman really needed to hear the answer? You're just dissapointing. You've left us all without an answer to an all too common and painful question. We can sit back and trust God for the things we understand, not for our questions, but everyone else needs an answer! Answer the damn question, not for my satisfaction, but for theirs! -From someone who has lost their respect of you

Dear Car.
I know there's something wrong with you. But why did you die on us? I don't want to pay for a new engine. I really don't. Can't you just run, for once? It's winter, does that mean anything to you? It means that it's raining, possibly frosting and very cold. I don't want to ride my bike to work. It's dark on the roads I have to take, and my rear light doesn't work in the cold.

We were trying to fix you yesterday. We gave you attention. We gave you new parts. My dad's an awesome mechanic, so why did you die?

I am severely frustrated. I have to ride now with my brother. This is more of a problem than me riding alone. He's never riden on the road before. Never been in a bike lane. Doesn't know how to act like a car when he's on a bike. And he can't ride fast. He has a mountain bike, I have a racing bike.. does that mean anything to you? My dad's looking for an engine. So when he finds one, accept it. Seriously. And stop giving us problems we have to pay for. We're not exactly free on money right now.
-Frustrated Passenger

ps: If the coolant ever boils again, I will destroy you.

Dear Nose,

Stop running. Stop inhibiting my breathing. You have been warned.

-Meagan (the sick one)

Dear Moonlight Illuminating my Tunnel,

Thank you for not letting me say goodbye. Because of you, it isn't the last night. I'm not alone. It is hard to express my emotions when the only way to define how I feel is an action that I cannot convey except in person.

-The Lonely Defender

Dear ______,

Do not make poor decisions and then puke in my bathroom. It is disgusting.

-Meagan (the tired one who is trying to get some sleep...)

Dear Skies Over my Homeland,
This sword I hold is one of soul, of pure life, and it is for you. My hand swears safety, my heart swears love, and my rooted feet are my dedication. You will survive this war; cling to me. We will be the predawn blue once more, but I am with you, and if you fall, so will I. There are no prisoners when they overtake your walls.
-the Eternal Wanderer