Factoring blame
The algebraic equations of resentment
“I will not calibrate my capacity to give based on what the world is doing or what’s beneath my feet. Love, even if I can’t see, taste, or touch it. Love, even if everything around me is unfolding like its antithesis. Love, even if I’m standing in the arena alone a la Brené Brown. Love, even if it is not about me.”
For a while, after I realize…