Posted 07-16-2008 at 05:12 AM by Gwenyfur
Often when I'm struggling with a matter, stressed, tired, hurting, I act less than human, I go off into my "cave" as a wounded animal, and "lick my wounds" and insulate myself with walls that are no more breachable than the walls of ancient Troy. Friends and enemies alike are met with cold distance, remote courtesy, and distrust.
In these times I realize the stupidity that comes with treating pain and loneliness with isolation, but in the traditions of standing...
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