So tragically human. To me, it's an instinct for self-protection - the lashing out, the isolating ourselves like barbed fences we build as if they could keep the pain out, when really, in the long run, they tend to hurt us more.
It's crushing. But perhaps (to end on a more hopeful note), it can teach us to see the hurt child underneath the stone men we encounter. It might teach us to be a little more forgiving and compassionate with each other.
And that makes me cry every time i think of it. What we do, in our weakness, to others, even when we love them.
So tragically human. To me, it's an instinct for self-protection - the lashing out, the isolating ourselves like barbed fences we build as if they could keep the pain out, when really, in the long run, they tend to hurt us more.
It's crushing. But perhaps (to end on a more hopeful note), it can teach us to see the hurt child underneath the stone men we encounter. It might teach us to be a little more forgiving and compassionate with each other.