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We ache to know our own unknowable value.
You’re so, sooo much bigger than your sadness. There’s plenty of room in the hugeness of who you are. Sadness won’t crowd out the rest.
The winner is the one who gives all of themselves away to others first.
Acting piously without being pious is the darkest hypocrisy, underlying our resentment of others, and our own self-loathing.
It’s the kind of fortitude and okayness that come only from soaking up the outpouring from a ripped open heart.