Thank you for your insights.❤ Being nobody special still is a hard pill to swallow for me. My mother used to tell me I was special but she always criticized me and made me feel like a burden too. I was never enough. Being "special" put a lot of pressure on me. I'm crippled with anxiety and I experience a tremendous amount of insecurity, stress and depression. When I look at society I see that same pressure to be perfect eroding the soul of mankind. Is this eroding of the soul perhaps the same as the ego being stripped down in the second half of its lifetime?
Stripped down were each other, and we are life leaves on the same tree in the forest of this Rhapsody in hue. Thank you, your bravery ... Is love blossom ing love. Warm m aloha
