Going it alone?

Going through a particularly rough experience, we sometimes feel that we are alone in it, and in a way we are correct, because that particular occurrence, how we see it, the baggage we bring into it, that particular timeframe and space is ours.  Our reaction towards it happens on the inside where no one else can see, so yes, at that moment we are the only one going through it. This is because no one else can get insight of us, unless we communicate to give them access to what’s going on within the deep recesses of our selves.  

It’s tempting then to think that we’re drowning in the experience.  We feel wretched and even wish for death.  No use denying, we’ve all said it, believing for a few moments, that possibility would release us from the pain that we’re in.  However, what we experience is not always about me, myself and my shadow, though at the time it appears so.   Instead it and its various strands become part of our toolkit, so that when someone else is going through their experience and lets us in, we can encourage them, and be an example showing that they can and will grow through it.