All of Our Missing Pieces
It’s true. We choose to give the best parts of us to those we love, hoping they will keep them safe and nurture them better than we ever could.
It’s true. We choose to give the best parts of us to those we love, hoping they will keep them safe and nurture them better than we ever could.
We try to convince ourselves that once we have overcome this immediate obstacle in front of us our life will get infinitely better. I’m here to tell you it won’t.
But all heroes fall sooner or later. Some fall from grace, others life and a few from our recollection. These heroes never return to us. And we realize they were never our own.
True apologies are rare. They’re difficult to formulate and even harder to deliver. They come from our darkest parts; places we are not even proud to call us.
The digital revolution gave all of us a voice. It lowered the cost of making things so much that suddenly everyone wanted to be heard.
I’m here to tell you the truth. And the truth is: whatever it is that you think you have complete control over is actually the shared responsibility of several people.