In mathematics, contradictions aren’t defects, they’re proof tools. In a proof by contradiction, you assume the statement you want to prove is false, then use logical steps until you reach something impossible, like 1 = 0 or 2 = 5. But this paradox, this absurdity, only helps prove the original statement true.

I am a person of many contradictions.

I love others with an odd intensity, a burning passion, yet I can never seem to scrounge that love for myself.

There are moments when I cannot even shape the word no. I bend over, accommodate, make room until there is hardly any left for me. And in the same breath, I carry headstrong and resolute opinions that smolder endlessly in my mind.

I crave closeness and proximity with the ones I love, but withdraw when it arrives. I build walls around me to shelter myself from the acrimonious world – yet ache at the loneliness they create.

Sometimes it feels as though I am a walking paradox of conflicting thoughts, endlessly oscillating between who I am, and who I want to be.

What I’m trying to say through this long-winded post is: contradictions are what make us human. They’re an inevitable part of life. You can’t avoid them, because like in mathematics, they help you find the answer 🙂

Yours truly,
Divi