This past week, I felt like I was living in a bookshelf.
“Can’t do this stupid simple job. Money well spent huh…”
Why does fragility hurt so much? I really wish I could fully embrace all aspects of my humanity without any pain and mistakes. Sounds divine, right? To enjoy all the luxuries of being human without any limitations. My pain and mistakes make me feel less beautiful because we don’t exist in vacuums as humans. Our pain and mistakes can break everything around us, including ourselves.
"Please, someone glue my pieces together. Sparkle and fill my cracks with glitter. Make me shiny and gorgeous again."
We fall down as people all the time, and when we do, we feel useless. As kids, our parents punish us for falling; we go to timeout. In school, teachers might exclude you for falling. Or, if you’re like me, you’ve been physically pushed down by everyone and everything. We look around, yearning for someone to step in and pick us up, to make our pain stop. We look for someone to make us …
