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Complicated Emotional Creatures

Updated: Dec 31

Gina lost her daughter,

And it almost killed her;

So she learned not to need anyone,

Because she didn't think she could survive losing someone she needs again.

“To bear the unbearable,” she told me.

“To dance the undanceable . . .”

A single tear rolled down her face.

“I don't want to look anyone in the eyes and know that I need them ever again.”

Her daughter was four years old when she passed.

“To love someone is to know you'll lose them some day,” she said. “. . . I loved her so much. So much. And I lost her . . . I'm not strong enough to go through that again. Not in this lifetime.”

Her husband and her divorced years after they lost their little daughter. 

He wanted another kid.

She couldn't have any more kids. 

She stayed alone, never needing anyone ever again. 

He remarried.

He had another daughter. 


When she was 52 years old,

Gina went on a reality TV show,

Where she would have to survive in the wilderness for as long as she could,

All alone.

All alone.

All alone.

And she won.

Gina won $250,000.

She was the best at being alone.

But, oddly enough, she was the one who kept talking about how much better the experience would be if she just had someone to share it with . . .


She watched a sunset all alone, and wished she had someone to share it with.


She caught a fish and wished she had someone to celebrate with.


She built a shelter and wished someone shared her bed.


She sang a song around a fire, wishing someone else would sing along with her.


She was fine alone, great at it, even, but even she knew that the experiences of life is better shared with others. Still, she never let anyone in ever again, for the fear of losing them . . .




People are complicated emotional creatures. 


But we do need each other. 



CH 12/24/25

 
 
 

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