There is one thing though, that really makes me feel like I can connect with a person. The people I relate to the most are people who know darkness. Not just grief or sadness or loss, but real darkness, the belly of the beast, so to speak. I think there is a crack in me, where all the pain and poison in the world seeps through and for the longest time left me wondering why other people don’t feel it. I always recognize other people who do; I know their voices and their modest scars and their bottomless, unswerving eyes. And I have to love them.
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