They say that resentment is like drinking the poison and waiting for someone else to die, and that forgiveness is a ceasing to hurt yourself. Well, I say fuck that. You do not owe them a thing.
Every once in a while, I encounter a book, a movie, or a poem that really speaks to me, so much so that I will re-read or re-watch it many times over. There is one movie that I’ve watched so many times that I can practically recite the whole script, and that’s saying a lot…
I want to be able to gather with others over a meal and have everyone be nourished – myself included. So maybe that’s a place to start.
When your gut says “get the fuck out,” listen to it. Ain’t nothin’ good gonna come from taking that crap.
Those who speak more than one language may be more open-minded than mono-linguistic folks. Does English encourage binary thinking? Does this play a role in inequality?