One of the themes of my life is dealing with the sexual abuse I suffered as a boy. I was abused from the time I was around 4 or 5, till I was an early teenager. I am not going to talk about the abusers. They don’t deserve any words of mention outside of what they are.
My journey through healing started when my little brother killed himself almost 14 years ago. He suffered, along with my little sister and my older sister, the same crime. I decided I would not end up dead by my hand. I got treatment and guess what? I am finally OK at the age of 40. I am more open to the ‘all’ than I have ever been. I also realize as I get older that I’ve done life before. I seems like I have been here many lifetimes. I can’t say that anywhere other than here without sounding odd.
One of my favorite books is Ender’s War. He plays a game that has evolved intelligence. Eventually the game ‘loves’ him.
I wish I was a Borg sometimes. Not in order to lose my humanity, but to gain other’s humanity. Thanks for being a source of balance to me (and I am sure of others)