Frankly I don't know who I would have been if I had not felt so much "loss" in my childhood. Maybe I would have done this, maybe I could have been that?
I never write deeply about
my "Loss" because I think it's all relative. My "Loss" is no greater than yours. My "Loss" is no less. It's "Loss".
Quote:
"At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone.
It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out.
You cannot read loss, only feel it."
— Arthur Golden (Memoirs of a Geisha)
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I think you could write the same thing by replacing "Loss" for "Pain"?
I'm just glad I'm not living in some far off country starving to death. I think I have it tough some days, but I don't in reality. It's tough, yes, but it's not desperation (YET!) That day may come sooner than later I suspect, who knows) and for that I am so very, very thankful.