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Pain is a powerful spice, the other face of pleasure. Some of us crave it, just enough of it, to remind us we’re alive.
The truth is far more complicated, but when you live in a world of mirrors, the truth is always distorted. Too often, it’s what we choose to see while ignoring all the inconvenient bits, the nagging details that distort our view. We crave clarity, and so we lie to ourselves. And what I’ve told myself these last sixteen years is that Diana Ward destroyed me, when in truth, I did it to myself.
Living hard doesn’t mean dying early; sometimes it just means those hard years end up on your face.
