Conformity is a type of calm where you hover motionless on the edge of a scream that never comes.
We conform to pain until we don't notice it anymore; it's what you call — numb — and it tragically blots out our pleasure too.
The same numbness and disappointment every day sends some people looking for something tragic for proof of life.
Low-grade pain can be so rooted in your being that the pain begins to look like you, and you begin to look like the pain — it becomes your identity.
Sometimes the pain is a startling breach that hobbles your entire soul; dreadful losses that rupture your perceived reality. Pain so visceral and unrelenting that even death itself can begin to look like a welcomed and kind benefactor.
Out of our suffering we emerge. Our struggles are really our only hope.
Some of the most amazing people in the world were not perfect; they were scarred by suffering, hardships, losses and imperfections.
The most important parts of your life will be marked by pain.
Allow your pain to cleanse you and burn away what needs to die.
Pain is like a healing emotional fever.
