I wonder if there is anything more devastating to the human soul.
Well, perhaps I think that because it seems to describe my life.
I must stop the rekindling of the masochistic pain I inflict on myself by re-living a wound from 3 years ago.
Its so very pointless and harming me more than original wound ever did. And the original wound was big, as pain inflicted by family members so often is. We are fragile where we feel most secure.
I must move beyond this.