I am not eager to make the same mistakes again. But I am not afraid of getting hurt again, because if nothing else, it is a lesson. After all, to trust is my decision. To break that trust is yours.
And pain is a lesson. Not to avoid what causes pain, but to lean into it, to reflect. To sit with it for a while, before letting it go. And I know now that I am strong enough to bear what might have killed my spirit, and fractured my soul.
Pain changes people. For better and worse. I want to think it has made me stronger, and more loving. That it has put what is truly important into perspective. Integrity, and the importance of speaking one's truth.
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E.B. Mahoney
Aspiring author, artist, and sleep deprived student. Based in Australia, E.B. Mahoney enjoys climbing trees, playing a real-world version of a fictional sport, and writing in the scant spare time she has left.
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Letters to the Long Nights
Not knowing definitively might be frustrating, but it can be answer enough if I let it. It is possible to have integrity, and be able to see the world from many perspectives. It is empathy, not lack of conviction. And if I am unsure, it is because I have not finished learning. So perhaps I will always be a little unsure. The day I stop learning is surely a grave one. Perhaps in death or some other dead-end of the mind and spirit. May such a thing never be.
By E.B. Mahoney2 years ago in Poets
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I am not eager to make the same mistakes again, but I am not afraid of getting hurt again. For I know that with each trial, I grow stronger, wiser, and more compassionate.