There is a place, somewhere between masochism and denying, where we dare exactly the worst things to come for us. Things we already know are the worst things. Things we should never, ever court.
Someone I love is going into that dangerous and seductive shadow. That place where we start to taunt the universe, “just you do it again” and pick at the fear like a scab.
Prayers welcome.
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