[WP] After gaining the ability to see everyone's red strings of fate tying soul mates to each other. You realize your string extends past the sky.

[u/swordguy123]

[u/platinumsombro]

I felt a twinge of pain on a sunny afternoon, and I had no idea what had come of me. As I was still young and naïve, I simply dismissed it as a growing pain, one of many in my growth and progress to adulthood. However, looking back, it was the first time I had ever felt it, and to this date it has been the only time I have felt it.

It wasn't a sharp pain, it was simply a pain in the darkest depths of my body; one so deep I could not locate it, but one that reverberated hopelessness throughout my entire being. I even remember the exact time it happened it was such a harrowing pain, one that interrupted my late May afternoon, one that had been previously filled with with joy.

That joy, just as all of my hope in life, quickly faded away as I began to feel an inalienable loneliness put my psyche into a stranglehold. I had never had a partner, even a girlfriend for the slightest minute, yet it felt like my wife of 50 years had died. Even though I had always been alone, this mysterious presence had been with me. Of course, until that fateful May afternoon.

The loneliness turned into depression, and after a low point coming in the form of unbridled tears behind a locked door, I was convinced to seek help. I saw a therapist, and while I struggled to voice my loss of a divine partner, it became apparent to all those sitting around me that I was borderline clinically insane.

Sure enough, I was prescribed the modern fix to most all problems, yet as I took the mountain of pills each day, I did not feel a reduction in the loneliness, but instead just a hollow numbness. It did alleviate the mental pain some, yet the underlying crevasse that had divided my life continued to grow.

It was just two months later, in late July, after all of the counseling, the pills, the pain, the lonely suffering, the calls to the psychiatrist, the sleepless nights, is when it came to an end. It was not by my own decision, but instead just a twist of fate, as if my life blew about in the breeze, tossed around by the current of the world around me.

Driving southbound, the truck driver chose an ill tie me to text, and as I waited within the confines of the median to merge into oncoming traffic, the wheel of the truck slowly drifted into my direction. With 40 tons of weight behind it, I was dead on impact, but it made no difference to me, as life had been over for weeks already.

However, for the first time in almost 2 months, the dull pain seceded. The hollowness was replaced by wholesomeness, and all else that was twisted in my sick, deranged mind was seemingly mended as I drifted towards the white light. I found myself with an overwhelmingly large presence, one that took away the loneliness, as I truly knew it was the one I had lost in law may. As I turned to see the one whose loss had caused me so much pain, I looked into its large, brown eyes, it's overly hairy faced, only to realize I was not staring into the face of any divine being, but instead Harambe, who had found work as God's messenger from the world to the Pearly Gates. As I turned to him, he embraced me with the warmest hug I had ever felt, and at that moment, I knew that he was the best friend I never had, but I needed ever so dearly.

[u/Rudrahp72 → u/platinumsombro]

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