Pain is beauty

I used to be overwhlemed whenever I was sad, like when I cried it meant it was the end of the owrld, but now when I cry I feel happy, because for something to make me hurt or feel as much sadness as I do when i cry, something that can make me feel happiness and joy just as strongly coexists in the world I live in, and its brought me a lot of peace. Because now, I know when something bad happens it isn't the end of the world at all, and even though it really fuckin sucks to be in pain, there is no meaning to it. It didnt happen for a reason, it just did, so I can move on and look forward to the nicer things I'll experience.