Are we the sum of our failures, successes, or actions? Or do we dwell on the what ifs and failures?
I don’t have the answer, but my guess is the intent and honesty is the cost important thing.
Writing is a good thing IMO as it means you are fighting to live and breathe and do, even if the cards of life, which includes sex and intimacy keeping giving us a bad hand.
I have been quiet because the hurt of dealing with trauma in my past has been released and I am battling it and containing it again like in one of my poems.
It is hard not because of the pain, but because it brings out the fear and the pain and makes one want to embrace the what if and maybe and should have dones.
I am fighting it even as the days are dark and the spark is dim, and I know you know how that feels.
So a fist bump through a mask to you in the hopes you can see the glint in my eyes, where it sparks something naughty in your mind and heart and soul while your loins get an itch 😀
But after that happens, remember this the most important thing is the hug and appreciation of you, your writing, and your being like so many others (Yael, Demeter, Ena, GB Rogut) that are fighting the good fight.