"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
This quote probably strikes a familiar chord with Chiefs' fans right now. As time continues to separate the present from the Chiefs' recent playoff loss, the anguish of the game may be lessened, but it's still there. Speaking for myself, this one will hurt for some time to come.
It's always good to keep things in perspective. In the days after the loss, I was talking to a friend of mine about the game. As an analogy, I equated the loss to breaking up with a girlfriend (or boyfriend, depending on your preference). In simple terms, the game was heartbreaking.
Recently, I was watching an episode of South Park that tackled (oh look, a pun!) this very subject. Say what you want about the crude and vulgar cartoon, but the underlying satirical wittiness is unmatched in modern television. The episode in discussion involves two different characters (Stan Marsh and Leopold ‘Butters' Stotch) that both experience tough break ups with their respective girlfriends.
Faced with similar situations, the boys both respond in different manners. Stan spends the majority of the episode committing to live a life of despair. Butters, on the other hand, demonstrates a similar initial response with a different long term outlook. Near the end of the episode, Stan and his sorrow-filled friends approach a teary eyed Butters sitting on the curb. Stan and his friends proceed to invite Butters to join them in their misery. This leads to the following dialogue:
Kid 2: Yeah. We're gonna go to the graveyard and write poems about death and how pointless life is.
Butters: Uh, uhm no thanks. I love life.
Stan: Huh? But you just got dumped.
Butters: Well yeah, and I'm sad, but at the same time I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like, it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt somethin' really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I'm feelin' is like a, beautiful sadness. I guess that sounds stupid.
Butters' above monologue is filled with truth and perspective not commonly demonstrated by your average 3rd grader. Extreme sadness cannot exist without extreme happiness. Light cannot exist without darkness. There's no hot without cold, and there are no wins without losses.
So whether you've experienced a recent break-up, had a goldfish die, or your favorite sports team lost in an unimaginable fashion, it's good to keep things in perspective. Although it may hurt, that pain is a part of being human. It means you're alive and you care about something. That is beautiful sadness.