Blog #113--Pain--

I just want to say: emotional pain is probably a MILLION times more harmful than physical pain. I know. The worst physical pain is horrible, but it passes. Emotional pain does not seem like much at first, but it festers and does not pass unless one is super in contact with what exactly caused them pain at first. I went through the top #1 physical pain recently. It lasted hours, and I was panicked at first, and then it was over and I was rushed with endorphins as I held my baby boy in my arms. I cried because I was glad, not because I had gone through intense physical pain. A nurse even told me: wasn't that traumatic? I looked at her like what? I had no pain killers. I did it like all the other women did it before that horrid epidural was created. (I did beg for it, but I told my mother that she was going to have to be Harry Potter and me Dumbledore and that even if I beg for it, she would have me not take it.) It wasn't traumatic, being called ugly when I was fifteen was traumatic. I would rather give birth everyday if it meant I could stop adults from beating their kids into being bullies. Like, put the bottle down and take this spliff. Calm down. It's all right. There's so much worse in the world than your boss, than your budget, than what others think of you. Just breathe, and let the wind caress you. Sometimes, we feel like we have all these enemies, but our worst enemy is often ourselves. Be kind to yourself. Don't drown your liver. Blaze your soul! Fungus up your loins! And dance! Dance to the rhythm of the music of your heart!