THERE FOR ME?
THERE FOR ME? The veils of resisted grief were evident upon his face. “I learned that people are not there for me.” How revelatory those nine words. How packed with programming and imprinting and pain. Oh, me too my friend. Me too. I have learned from multiple examples in my own experience is that it isn’t so much people aren’t there for me. People are just frequently not there. In a culture as pain aversive as is ours it is not surprising to me that others often don’t show up when I am experiencing pain or turmoil. Most people in our world will do almost anything to avoid their own pain. We have become masterful at denial, deadening, and suppression. I personally believe this has far reaching