Share your pain, he said.
I nodded, saying Yeah. I know. I do.
His turn to nod, agreeing.
Because that is what I do. I share my pain. Or rather. I share what I am. Where I am. The feeling of the moment. Right here. Right now. Be it pain, bliss, fear or subtle joy. I share, what I am. Where I am.
And I have, for many years now.
This is one of the results of me blogging daily since 2013. Have gotten used to writing about what I see. What I feel. What I am. What I observe. What I struggle with. What I rejoice in. What I feel ashamed of. What I dread.
Life, as it is.
Is.
Not how I would like it to be.
What norms say I should want it to be.
What convention has me fobbing it off as.
As. It. Is.
So yeah.
There’s pain.
Bliss.
Grief. Fear. Joy.
Excitement. Thrill.
Sadness and anger.
All of it.
In one great big mess… just like life.
As. It. Is.