What we most long for when we are feeling alone is not incoming love from others, but instead is someone on whom to pour our outgoing love.
Here’s the game. We each sit on a different side of the gameboard. We all start with an equally-sized pile of blame in front of us. Each time we win a move, we get to move a piece of our pile and “place blame” in front of another player. The winner is the one whoContinue reading “Shitty blame boardgame”
I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
If, on your life’s journey, you’ve reached some point of self honesty — rather than ego inflation — I’d trust your vision.
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