Hello from the grief portal.

How are you doing?

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I'm writing this free-flow, on my phone, just because.

I'm feeling my intensity. I'm feeling the intensity of being human & alive right now. I'm feeling the constriction, the tenderness, the ache of shedding old skins & stepping into new ones. I’m feeling intensely!

I WANT MORE!

I AM GREEDY!

I AM IMPATIENT!

I relish it.

I'm so fucking angry with everyone for being so fucking slow & stupid & [blah blah blah].

AND...

I’m stepping into it. I’m laughing at it.

I’m watching it. It's watching me.

Here is my anchoring point for deeper exploration. Here is what I want to play with today:

“Try & pretend you are excited about discovering what you are feeling”

I feel tender right now.

I don't want to share.

I don't want to be visible.

I don't want to reach out to anyone.

I don't want to word vomit on or about anything or any…