À propos Here’s the thing to remember when you have been sick or sad or otherwise sporting the cosmic “kick me, hard” sign on your back for a long, long time: this is not who you are.
You are not this collection of aches and pains that consume your body now. You are not this bundle of anger and fear and despair that you feel you are now. You are not these bills, these woes, these slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune. These are things that are happening to you? That’s just what they are: things that are happening to you.
Your essence lies deep within—possibly being tested to the limits of its endurance, probably pissed off, but there, at the heart of you, is the heart of you.