November
what I learned in rehab
All people are inherently the same. We breathe the same air and have the same blood. Our propensity to seek loneliness and self-pity is, at times, so consuming that we forget there are others around us. Others that care, want the same things, and live similar lives.
Most people are a paradox — in the sense that we lie and tell the truth, we exhale and still forget to breathe.
Everyone has a story. Some sad, some hopeful, some wonderful, and some that you hope live on forever. Others have stories that beg to be forgotten. Those are the stories that must be told — the unforgettable ones. They are rivers — straits to the sea.
Another lesson I learned was to never take anyone for granted. Each individual has strengths and weaknesses, and those remain unaffected by gender, race, socioeconomic factors, and other factors that lead to a divided people.
This year is better for sharing. It is time to stop judging, berating, demanding, or otherwise belittling others for their weaknesses and stand up for those that are unable to stand alone. We work, as people, better in groups and through forming alliances. If fighting does occur, then leadership must be re-examined.
During this period of governmental change, disease, and widespread states of emergency, we all must stand up to our one common enemy, death, whether it is death by Covid-19, murder, suicide, disease, or anything else. When we stand together, we breathe together.
