Love Warrior

“Maybe, for now, the only right decision is to stop making decisions.”

What is true about me that can’t be taken away, that has nothing to do with the people I love or the work that I do?

So we consume and consume but it never works, because you can never get enough of what you don’t need.

Today I feel different. I want to be healthy. I just don’t know how. I feel like my heart is failing and I’ve been trying to perform heart surgery on myself.

risk revealing my true self to it. I felt too weak

But the paradox of pain is that it is only universal in retrospect. In the present, it is fiercely personal.

She’s right. She sees that I’m trying to fix my pain with certainty, as if I’m one right choice away from relief. I’m stuck in anxiety quicksand: The harder I try to climb my way out, the lower I sink. The only way to survive is to make no sudden movements, to get comfortable with discomfort, and to find peace without answers. I don’t know. The tru

So what is it in a human life that creates bravery, kindness, wisdom, and resilience? What if it’s pain? What if it’s the struggle? What if I was trying to take from Amma the one thing that would make her the woman I dreamed she’d become? The bravest people I know are those who’ve walked through the fire and come out on the other side.

The Reporter seems far too curious about the details of the shattering. There is a line between concerned and excited, and the Reporter steps over it. She asks inappropriate, probing questions and her eyes glisten as she waits for the answers. She is not receiving my story, she is collecting it.