Jumping right into the topic of pain, there’s a lot to be said.
Everyone makes millions of memories every single day. Just about eighty percent of all of those memories will eventually be dragged to trash, deleted within a thirty day period, and never thought of again. But there’s something that all of the memories you make, both the ones you remember, and the ones you forget, have in common. You remember them at some point, but you can never relive them.
For instance, you remember what it’s like to be cold, and you remember what your thoughts are when you’re cold, but all it is is a memory. You can remember what it’s like to be sick, and you can remember that you hate a certain food, but you’ll never really understand it to the fullest, or feel that memory at the fullest, if you’re experiencing it firsthand.
If you’re crying in a corner, and you have a pit in your stomach, and the entire world seems to be attempting to rest on your shoulders and crush you, you’re going to feel HORRIBLE. That is pain. Sobbing, shaking, sinking, quaking, rattling, and plunging into the depths of despair. You feel it in the moment, and the moment it ends, you’re happy, and grateful, but later on in life it’s going to be something you joke about!!
“Oh. Yeah. I’ll just cry in a corner. lol.”
You just don’t fully remember the pain. You don’t realize how terrible something truly is until you experience it yourself! Jonas says he can handle the pain. Jonas thinks that he’s strong, but he doesn’t know that for sure. He’s a baby experiencing a scraped knee for the first time. A coddled child experiencing PAIN firsthand. Except, what makes it worse is that he’s gone more than a few months without pain. He’s gone his whole life without it. Freaking SUNBURNS are something that’s absolutely terrible to him, and most of the time just annoying to us.
And the lack of experience with pain will make it that much more traumatizing.
In the book, as Jonas is experiencing the death of an elephant, it says, “He felt himself overwhelmed with a new perception of the color he knew as red.” He was experiencing something that he thought was beautiful, being used as something that’s harmful, and dreadful. He’s realizing that not everything is easy, and beautiful. Everything can be terrible, and nothing is ever one hundred percent pain free. (Unless you live in a stripped utopian society.)
LIFE IS GREAT. I LOVE EVERYONE. Sorry if this sounds depressing.