“In order to save myself, I must destroy first the me I was told to be.” – The Dreamer I have always loved to run.
No, not the kind of running you do on the treadmill. If only it was that simple. I have been a long time devotee of running from my pain, grief and the unpalatable truth of the world.
I couldn’t take the selfishness, the cold-heartedness, the callousness of it all. To bear witness to my truth and the usually quiet and sometimes loud desperation of suffering humans and animals filled me with a burning inferno of rage and grief so hot I felt it would consume my very soul.
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