I realise I'm the most selfishly human when I'm weak.
Vulnerable, frail, selfish, lonely. Reaching out to people.
Loving those I love, punishing those I don't.
Wanting not to be lonely...
Wishing things were different.
I am most human when I'm weak; selfish and lonely.
This last couple of days I was weak. Today or more like yesterday, I was at my weakest... I hope.
Tomorrow or today, I shall be back to "normal".
I leave with that.
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Life has meaning under all circumstances, even the most miserable ones. Our main motivation for living is our will to find meaning in life. We have freedom to find meaning in what we do, and what we experience, or at least in the stand we take when faced with a situation of unchangeable suffering.
Nam et Ipsa Scientia Potestas Est
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