The Breast of Humanity

And the world continues to turn even though I have not posted in a while. The past month and a half have been, to say the least, eventful. Many sad things have occurred and we are working through it, not getting over it. I have once again become a hermit unto myself and I am trying to break myself out of that. You know sometimes there are lots of things that seem to all be working together to pull you down to try to break you to the deepest levels and leave you a writhing, wretched mess on the floor. Surprisingly, I haven't yet been that, although I have wanted to be. Sometimes wallowing in your self-pity is one of the worst and at the same time best things for you to do. That is if you want to shut everyone out and build up those walls that you have tried so hard to tear down. I feel it slowly creeping in though. The need to be appreciated, the need of approval. Why do I continually think that this life is all about me?

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