I'm one of those people who the musts is must for them!
From those who have entered the molds without complaint!
Life and circumstances they take me out of it. Usually violently.
I cry then. Very much. Waters are flowing. They don't let the wound close and I stay still.
Each stop finds me looking back, to see the previous one. And I remain a pillar of salt.
Like Lot's wife.
It takes time, effort, thought to change. I kind of enjoy it, and it's my biggest guilty pleasure. We measured time with day and night, the sun and the moon... 13 full moons, each day a bead, each full moon another one with the message of acceptance...This time that wastes within me in understanding and acceptance.
So non-acceptance is my guilty pleasure...
