It hurts now. But it is a good hurt. Earlier it was a chaotic hurt that bounced all over the place and kept getting bigger.
The hurt now is more like the heavy, but moving hurt. As if I had let something go that was unhappy in me. I need to stop fighting, but it’s all I know. What would I do without an opponent? I would just fall over (which is exactly how Aikido works, fyi). And now I’ve started fighting with my habit of fighting.. this could snowball real quick.
People around me say I am so chill, and stable. They don’t know, though. I go home and my demons come out to fight each other. I am in the fray as well. Sometimes I don’t know which way is up. Other times I totally lose interest in the question. Jesus. I sound crazy to myself!