I was reflecting on the thought that we are all recovering from past pains and unresolved traumas. We all possess inner work that we need to do.
I have childhood demons. You have childhood demons. Why don't we meet up (maintaining social distancing of course) and take them on a Play Date?
I remember that lingering sense that I wasn't really there, that what I thought wasn't important and didn't matter. I was doomed to exist on the fringes of reality, a shadow hanging on desperately to existence.
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