I was thinking about the cycle of suffering we go through, blaming our behaviour on our childhood. Can a little thought experiment free us from resentment?
“A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.” - Dave Barry I am a stubborn gal. Blame it on me being a taurus, but I hold grudges. Treat me badly and show the slightest tint of remorse, and we're good. But refuse to acknowledge my pain, and we're pretty... Continue Reading →