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Killing What Makes Us Human

Maybe feeling this deeply 

     is our super power

      and should never be shamed?


Maybe feeling this much

   is what it means 

     to be alive?


Maybe holding it all inside kills life?


Maybe trying to numb the feelings,

    or distract ourselves from them,

       kills our power?


Maybe doing that hurts what makes us human?


Maybe we were made to feel it all—to experience the full spectrum of life?


And maybe to suffer greatly is to have cared deeply about something or someone? And for that, we should be grateful?


I am grateful to feel this way because it means that my feelings for her were real. And they were deep. And honest. I am grateful to feel this much because that means I loved the hell out of her. And to be able to love that much is a gift. So, I should feel grateful for this . . .



Maybe trying to distract ourselves from what we are feeling is a lie to ourselves?


Maybe we should try to feel it all and try to be grateful that we can feel that much?


CH 12/18/25


 
 
 

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