Found this in an old text this morning. It seemed... useful to the day.
What I learned from cancer: you cannot stop your body from screaming.
We have this arrogant idea that how we respond to stuff is a choice. We say to ourselves, "Well, I can't help but feel pain, but I can choose how I respond to it, right?"
When you hurt enough, it does not matter.
There is no choice.
You will scream.
Meaning: things we think are choices? They are not always choices.
Only God knows the difference--knows where the line is.
The rest of us just have to forgive ourselves.
And the people who hurt us.