Why Love Is Stronger Than Pain – Lessons from Survival
- Charles Nguyen

- Aug 27
- 4 min read
There are moments in life when pain feels endless. When you’re lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling, wondering if this is the moment your body gives up. When the ache in your bones, the bruises on your skin, and the heaviness in your chest all whisper the same thing: “You can’t take any more.”
And yet — somehow — you do. You breathe again. You get up again. You walk into another day carrying pain like an old companion.
I know this story because I’ve lived it. I’ve survived it. And in that survival, I’ve discovered something almost unbelievable: love is stronger than pain.
Pain Is Loud, But Love Endures
Pain screams. It demands your attention. It wakes you in the middle of the night and tells you all the reasons to quit.
But love — love whispers. It stays. It waits. It doesn’t force itself on you, but it is always there.
When a hand reaches out to hold yours in silence.
When a nurse adjusts your pillow in the hospital without saying a word.
When a stranger smiles at you on the street, not knowing the storm you’re carrying inside.
Love doesn’t erase pain. It doesn’t make it vanish like magic.
But love holds you steady through pain, reminding you:
You are not just what has hurt you. You are what you survived.
Survival Teaches You What Love Really Is
If you’ve ever endured long nights of suffering, you learn quickly: love is not the flowers, the chocolates, the Instagram captions.
Love is presence.
Love is respect.
Love is showing up when there’s nothing pretty to show.
For me, survival stripped away the illusions. It showed me who stood beside me when I was at my weakest, and it showed me who disappeared when things got hard. It taught me that love is not measured by how people treat you when life is easy, but how they stand by you when life breaks you open.
Pain became the teacher. But love became the healer.
The Dance Between Pain and Love
It would be a lie to say I am grateful for pain. I am not. Pain took too much.
But I am grateful for what pain revealed.
It revealed that my body could be bruised, but my spirit could still sing.
It revealed that I could be broken, but not destroyed.
It revealed that in the moments I wanted to die, love was quietly giving me reasons to live.
Every scar on my body tells a story of this dance between pain and love. And every scar whispers the same truth:
Love wins.
Why Love Is Stronger
You see, pain has an end. Even if it lasts years, even if it feels eternal, pain eventually passes. It exhausts itself.
But love — love is eternal. Love is not bound by time, or distance, or even death.
The people I’ve lost — I still carry their love inside me.
The moments I thought I would never survive — love was the thread that pulled me through.
And so I know now: pain is powerful, but it cannot outlast love.
The Vision of MLP
This is why I created MLP – Master Love Perpetually.
It was not just a brand. Not just a name. It was born from the fire of survival.
MLP is my reminder — and my offering — to the world: that love is stronger than pain.That what we go through, the bruises, the breakdowns, the betrayals, are not the end of the story.
That every wound has the potential to be transformed into wisdom, compassion, and creation.
Master Love Perpetually is about learning how to take the darkest chapters of your life and write them into poetry. It is about remembering that your scars are not shame — they are proof of your strength. They are maps that lead others out of their own darkness.
MLP exists to say: Yes, pain is real. Yes, suffering is heavy. But love is heavier still — and if you choose it, it will carry you further than pain ever could.
Lessons from Survival
From all the years of living in hospitals, enduring treatments, and carrying pain like a shadow, I’ve learned:
Pain humbles you. It reminds you that control is an illusion.
Love dignifies you. It tells you that you are worthy, even when you’re at your weakest.
Pain isolates you. It makes you feel like no one else can understand.
Love unites you. It bridges the gap, reminding you that we all bleed, we all break, and we all heal.
Pain breaks you open.
Love fills the cracks.
Survival isn’t about winning over pain. It’s about discovering that love can hold you even when pain won’t let go.
A Call to You
If you are reading this, I want to invite you to pause for a moment.
Close your eyes. Take a breath. Place a hand over your chest.
Think about the scars you carry.
Not just the visible ones — but the ones hidden in silence.
The betrayals you never spoke of.
The grief you buried.
The pain that still lingers in your bones.
Now, whisper this truth to yourself:
“My scars are not the end of me. My scars are proof of my survival. My scars are love in disguise.”
Carry that truth with you. Let it soften the weight of your pain. Let it remind you that you are not defined by what hurt you, but by the love you choose to create out of it.
Because love is stronger. Always.
Closing
This is the heart of MLP.
This is the vision.
To take pain, no matter how brutal, and transform it into something that heals.
To show the world that survival is not just about breathing — it is about creating, loving, and living with purpose.
Pain may have shaped me, but love defined me.
And I believe the same can be true for you.





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