In 1992, the Americans R.E.M. released their studio album ‘Automatic for the people’, syndicated by the press as the essential album of their career. And the most beloved single is ‘Everybody hurts’ written mostly by Bill Berry, the drummer. Its message is simple, direct.
There are days when the soul frays into silence, moments when sadness doesn't scream, but weighs heavy. In those moments, being vulnerable is a necessary surrender, where words stumble, and music appears as a mirror that gives us back the truth of what we feel.
It is a moment more and it deserves to be treasured, it is a permission to stop pretending that everything is fine, and to spend it in the melody of ‘Everybody Hurts’ or any other that you connect with, it is to open the door to sadness, and allow yourself that healing energy, difficult and uncomfortable, but real.
Who hasn't had a difficult day? But in that moment so yours where no one else sees you, and although it seems unreal, R.E.M. reminds you that you are not alone. That life hurts, yes, and a lot, but that pain sometimes allows us to clean and prepare the ground for greatness, to cry is not to fall, to break is not to fail, it is simply one more moment.
Skin becomes a sheet of composition, which brushes you without invading you. There are verses that invite you to ‘stay’ when everything inside you would like to leave. And that calmness forces you to come out of your shell. Without masks, being free. There is something beautiful in chaos, something deeply human and sincere in letting yourself hurt. Melancholy is part of life, friends. Me, a woman, tired and deciding to sit on The Bench, and suddenly a tidal wave of thoughts and emotions assaults me and here we all are.... Witnesses to my delusions.
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