Dolor Fati
For years, fate seemed like something to be accepted.
Then one morning, it arrived wearing the face of everything never wanted.
The house was sold.
The woman once loved walked away.
A trusted friend disappeared when needed most.
Even the little things seemed to conspire: the train was cancelled, the letter waited months before never arriving, and the tree planted in youth was struck by lightning.
“Everything happens for a reason,” people said.
That sentence became unbearable.
Some things did not feel like lessons, but simply hurt.
So began the long war with fate.
Old decisions were replayed.
Different conversations were imagined.
Every closed door became a question of which door should have been opened instead.
There was no desire to love fate.
There was a desire to put it on trial.
And perhaps that was the true meaning of Dolor Fati.
Not merely the pain of what happened.
But the exhausting pain of standing before reality and saying:
“This should not have happened.”
Years later, the old tree was still standing.
Scarred. Hollow in places. Half-burnt.
But alive.
A hand rested against its trunk, and laughter came unexpectedly.
For the first time, something became clear.
There was no need to love what fate had done.
No need to call it beautiful.
No need to find a reason for every wound.
Only the need to stop arguing with the fact that it had happened.
Strangely, that was when the pain began to loosen its grip.
Perhaps Dolor Fati was not the opposite of Amor Fati after all.
Perhaps it was the road that came before it.
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