I’ve tried it all ways and in my vitriolic activism, my general rage at every man who tried to love me, and every person whom I thought I understood better than they knew themselves and I chose to condescend, I met with fierce resistance. now I understand a little more how much suffering each human experiences and I start my day with this v good mantra:
“I am kind to everyone under all circumstances.”
how sweetly liberating to be nice to every monster i meet along the way including those that reside within me. I love even the darkest most jealous most embittered internecine parts of myself.
bless you teachers who fought me to the end. bless you lovers who never gave in to my ridiculous demands.