Personal Reflective Essay: The Perception Of Pain

Of Pain
The slow excape of blood from a cut is excruciating. I remember when simple stuff like playing and swimming was just for fun. But as the skin in between my thumb and index finger made contact with the rusty metal surrounding the pool, I aroma of a rusty metallic scent covered my nose and my tongue tasted iron. I knew it was wrong for me to automatically react by placing my hand in my mouth. Like that could have eased the pain. However, this physical; pain I felt when I had accidently cut my finger was nothing compared to what I experienced few months ago. I would have liked to experience my flesh being torn apart like an old shirt to be used a rag anytime than to have experienced an emotional pain. First of all, the word Pain is overly used every day. I hear it every day in the voices of my peers because of the lack of even an hour of sleep. I saw it every day when I was at home. I see it today in the faces of few people I encounter. I still hear it in the voice of my mother when I call her every morning and ask her about my brother.
There are various ways one can experience pain: emotionally, physically, psychologically, mentally, interpersonal etc. But pain -- whether it comes from a bee sting, a broken bone, or a long-term illness -- is also an …show more content…
He suffers as if life depended on his pain filled with fury, as a stubborn prisoner sitting in his dark cell to afraid to admit he is at fault. Pain eats his life up as he stays in his small cell we call his bedroom. As I place my left hear on his bedroom door, I can only hear my heart thumping from my own hear and the uneasy short breaths I take every time I inhale and exhale. From the other side of the room I hear nothing. For a moment, my vision starts to become blurry, and I use my right hand to wipe the painful drop of salty tears from ruining my makeup. It was a pain to spend twenty minutes to apply high-end beauty products. Days passed and my brother never came out of his