Today I read this very tragic story about this couple. It made me pensive for the rest of the day.
Now, night looms, I have to sleep soon.
And I chanced upon an article about a military veteran (and psychologist) who helped a lot of people but ultimately took his own life.
Which really puts things in perspective.
This world is horrible. Perhaps because we feel too much, because we invest too much meaning, too much of ourselves into things.
I realize that I am so afraid of pain, of loss, of uncertainty, of failure, that it cripples my ability to live.
Now, if I only I could stop feeling