Wednesday, November 25, 2015

A funny thing happened on the way to therapy

Despair is a haven with its own temporary form of beauty and of self compassion, it is the invitation we accept when we want to remove ourselves from hurt. Despair, is a last protection. To disappear through despair, is to seek a temporary but necessary illusion, a place where we hope nothing can ever find us in the same way again.

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  1. UnknownNovember 26, 2015 at 2:39 AM

    I totally agree Doc. Right after desperation, comes resolution. How sweet a resolve can be. It's worth the pain. What I find beautiful is the fact how well we cared for ourselves, when we thought we couldn't make it on our own; it reinforces our trust in ourselves.

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