When I consider tragedy I often picture events in history like the black death, the Holocaust, or 9/11, but I also take into consideration personal tragedy. This could be a lost loved one, or a crushed dream, or traumatic experience, but why does tragedy have to be so extreme when I picture it? Surely we've all felt tragedy, and there are certainly different intensities of emotions that follow, but tragedy as an emotion is a common feeling. Perhaps not crippling depression, but the feeling of being overwhelmed or the world has it in for you is common, right? Why is it that we feel the need to hide our common emotions. When someone asks how are you doing and you answer "good" is it because you don't believe the person how asked wants to know the truth, or do you not want to tell it? Maybe it is a mixture of both.
Why is it that we need extreme instances of tragedy to have a reason to be sad, or overwhelmed? Why is it that we can't express our own feelings with anyone short of close friend status? Why do we have to hide? The tragedy of tragedy is that a large portion of it goes ignored. The greatest strength of man is other men. We are each others greatest strength and we hide our daily lives from each other. Personally I think we can live better more honest lives with less struggle, if we could just invite others into our lives, and ultimately into our tragedy.
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