Reckless days of self sabotage, bliss in ignorance and lacking emotional intelligence.
Tricky task, not getting stuck in pity and regret,
Tricky not being stuck in the past.
Itching to lash out but growth won’t let me,
Tricky things, emotions and accountability.
A very famous poem by D. H. Lawrence entitled Self-Pity inspired this blog post.
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Jusjess Poetry – Writing My Way Into My Destiny
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