The Complexities of Being Sane

The moments our humanity comes through most are the moments it is unjustified.

​Justification, though the word may sound slightly odd here, encapsulates the confusing depths of human emotion. It creates a clear pipeline of experiencing an unaccountable thing and attempting accountability, anyways- but how can you hold a table accountable for crashing against your big toe? How can you force accountability upon the wire that tripped you? Or the sink that won’t unclog? Is your anger fair when the person next to you breathes a little too loud for your liking? Does this disrupt your sanity? Are you sane, really, if it does?

You are. You are undoubtedly, immensely sane- because you know that the answer is no. Your rationality lives within these questions. It does not die, even if it is sometimes overridden with a bit of instinct. It lives on in these answers, and in these questions. There is no accountability, truly, that can be applied to these occurrences- despite the, often irrational, annoyance they induce. None of us, though, are entirely immune to breakthroughs of madness. We cannot avoid the occasional emptying of the hidden compartments which contain our insanity. They are rooted deep down, circling through our gut and darkening the shades of our blood. To be purified we must purge. We must release some of this madness in exchange for our soundness. There is no sanity without this implicit insanity. It is the reason we know the word at all. It is the reason we can comprehend its meaning. We can understand it, and all of its unsettling implications, because we know its opposite. There is no knowing these words without knowing them together. The meaning dies with us. You understand both sentiments because you feel both. They play tug-of-war in your body, sometimes working in tandem and sometimes not, but you feel them all the same. One more intensely than the other, depending on your particularly favored word. Our complexities are what make us great. It is what makes our mortality immortal.

We cannot always contain the parts of us that are unreasonable.

We are irrational by nature, just as much as we are reasonable. There is seldom a person alive that can experience a life void of the inherent inconsistencies of the self- that is safe from the inconvenient outbursts of the nonsensical. We work through it, and we try to soothe the budding emotions before they can take a greater hold. However, make sure to let these senseless moments live. Let them breathe for just a second. Let them remind you that you are real. That you are not, and never will be, immune to the grounding and gravitational emotions responsible for humanity. Indulge in the unsoundness of existence and all of its varying, unpredictable experiences. To be irrational, unreasonable, illogical- to succumb to your madness for just a moment- that is what lets you truly embrace the bliss of sanity. It is what lets you understand it. To be sane allows you to create a life- but to be insane reminds you that you are alive.
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Bask in the knowledge that your sanity will not be stolen by madness. It will be grounded.


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