I have held close the belief that I could explain everything in my life, everything in life, if I kept on searching and learn new knowledge, consistently, and without ever giving up. I have found out that it is often not enough. That it demands more of/than one individual to reach even your own truth, and that the truth is still out there.
That is the price to pay, ask, and ask for help, and cry in front of him, or her, to be stronger, share. And make of a lonely journey for knowledge a meaningful one for everything.
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"Ever since I was a child, I’ve never allowed myself to get too close to people. I’ve avoided emotional attachment. Perhaps I’ve been so afraid of death and dying that any connection just seemed like a bad thing, something that wouldn’t last." Dana Scully - Christmas Carol.