I’m sorry if I turned you down because you just weren’t alpha enough for me... I’ve seen the tools in your toolshed you use to bury your unwelcome emotions... Your cousin is killed in a car accident: the bottom of the glass of scotch. Suck it up. Your mom is diagnosed with Stage 4 lung ...
“Help,” I thought, looking around to others, “I need a tourniquet. Can’t you see my friend is dying?” But as I search the familiar faces around me, I realize they are all bleeding out in their grief. There isn’t enough triage in the world to save you from this pain.
Paint your walls with forgiveness -- a universal color that truly does make your soul much bigger, as it allows room for others to fulfill your life with their own wisdom. Fill the plumbing with grace -- not just for those who have hurt you, but for yourself.