Why I’m Attracted to People With a Difficult Past

It happens to me all the time. A knowing look between virtual strangers. Words left unsaid yet with full meaning comprehended. A nod to the side, understood to reference “all that”in the midst of casual conversation. It says, “I see you. And I see that you have suffered. And even though I don’t know yourContinue reading “Why I’m Attracted to People With a Difficult Past”

The Evolution of Suffering

In the beginning, I embodied the pain. It was thick, viscous. Its foulness touching every part of my being until I no longer knew where I ended and the suffering began. I could no more escape its malevolent embrace than I could pull peanut butter from a child’s hair. We were one, the suffering and I.Continue reading “The Evolution of Suffering”

Memories Do Not Have to Equal Suffering

I met a recent divorcee the other night. I could feel her suffering behind the memories as she recounted the story of her marriage and its demise. The memories were weighted down with the pain relived in the moments or the anguish at the eventual outcome. The memories themselves were like a minefield, one deviationContinue reading “Memories Do Not Have to Equal Suffering”

Pissing Contest of Pain

Tiger has a funny habit on walks. Whenever we encounter another dog (especially if it is a male, dominant-type animal), he begins to pee on everything around. He reaches his leg high, sometimes almost losing his balance, just to aim the stream as high on the tree or post as possible. It’s as though heContinue reading “Pissing Contest of Pain”