You can try to chop yourself up, force a square peg into a round hole. But it will be messy and clunky. You can clench your fists and pretend you’re a circle, if you wish, scraping your edges round and raw. For me, however, living this way was miserable and excruciatingly painful.
We had arrived early in the morning and not slept until well after sunrise. But when I finally got a nights sleep and awoke the next morning, it was as if I had been catapulted into the next dimension.
When we try to find our passion, without the roadmap of curiosity, we are looking for a living, moving, breathing and all-powerful thing. But without curiosity breathing life into our passion, it evades us. We cannot see it, because it is not doing what passion does. It is not yet moving things around, shining brightly, creating, singing, shouting, or dancing. It has not yet uttered its first sound or made its first move.
I had goosebumps everywhere, even my face. But not the happy kind. These were eerie goosebumps — ones that make you want to run to your bed and hide under the covers. It was as if we were all waiting to find out if the world was going to end.
I know they wrapped you up in all your high school portraits and told the story of your old life, but I remember you. I remember you as you were.
Have you ever had that friend who always has some sort of drama going on? There’s always some life or death problem to be solved and you cannot spend any time with them without it being hijacked by a perceived emergency?
Britney Spears shows us how short of a distance we have traveled and who we were as an American society, not all that long ago. She showcases the damage that our people are facing today, and this damage is a result of our past collective beliefs. We are the adults of America, today. We, who lived under (or yielding) the heavy hand of phycological oppression for most of our lives.
Sometimes, desperation is a gift. And sometimes it is the most unbearable pain that saves our lives. Complete defeat is necessary for a stubborn person, like me, who refuses to start again.
Regardless whether you were in the program or not, it would be true that most humans who experience trauma need healing. The only difference between us and normies is that if we don’t heal it, we will likely use again. And if we use again, we will likely die.
You cannot heal your wounds if you are not honest about them being there or fix your problems if you do not admit that they exist. Without being honest, you cannot accept responsibility for your part in things, and without accepting responsibility for your part in things, you cannot change things.