In the Absence of Love, I’ve Loved Myself the Most

When alone by choice or by some sort of consequence we often find ourselves withdrawing from the world. A deep loneliness sets in like a form of withdrawal. It’s as if companionship is a tincture prescribed by the Doctor, to numb us to the pain of growth. Some find strength in this tincture, pushing themContinue reading “In the Absence of Love, I’ve Loved Myself the Most”