Breathe
BREATHE
Breathe
Sometimes I think I am over something now or moving on in a healthy way, but then I wake up from sleep and feel pained again by missed opportunities. It relates to healthy living and stopping patterns of abuse and disrespect.
I dreamed I lived by a woman who was experiencing domestic violence. My roommate was a male cop who'd had an abusive dad. He didnt hear the woman cry for help, because he was immersed in his own experiences and internal pain. I needed to call some other cops because a woman was being abused. He needed a different kind of help, like therapy, but I had to focus on the domestic violence situation.
It's amazing how much we still need to evolve as a society. I don't know why the culture became the way it is, which is to say heartbreakingly tolerant of sexism and discriminatory practices... This is a strange, painful mystery. You can expect better from people and from life.
I have to breathe whenever this happens.
BREATHE love
BREATHE lessons
BREATHE life
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