Pandora

If I don't surround myself with people wiser than me, I will decay. I like to complain when someone disagrees with me or challenges me to behave out of my comfort zone. I either complain inwardly or outwardly. As far as my ego is concerned, this is a mortal wound.

But think about how insanely slow the progression of life would be otherwise. It would be another set of unfortunate circumstances, inexorably worse than the current ones.

I have set myself up for this. It seemed to be out of sheer survival. I almost died, spiritually, long ago (though the heart knows no calendar years). The only way I could figure to revive myself was with this sort of exposure to (what I consider) emotional pain. I sat with it. Now I live with it daily and am really surrounded by it. I have no choice. I have to make peace with my demons, or they will devour me. They are insatiable creatures.

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