On Thriver’s Guilt.

I’ve been trying to put into words why, how, I’m feeling what I’m feeling.

I’ve been trying to put into words what I’m feeling, and why I might be feeling that way.

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In my body, it’s a heaviness. A pain that’s not my own. A sense of despair at the world. And a deep, deep sorrow.

It’s not just white guilt. It’s survivors’ guilt. It’s thrivers’ guilt.

It’s how can I look at myself in the mirror and sit wi…