The worst form of suffering in the world.
From ages 1-6 I thought it was my scrapped knee when I fell off my bike.
From ages 7-23 I thought it was loneliness.
From ages 24-30 I thought it was hurting those I love.
From ages 30+ I feel it is any moment I left my well-being up to anything other than myself.
From ages 7-23 I thought it was loneliness.
From ages 24-30 I thought it was hurting those I love.
From ages 30+ I feel it is any moment I left my well-being up to anything other than myself.