Adrift: The Truth Won't Always Set You Free

by Lisa Brideau

“If I could convey the depth of nothingness to you—”

The world seemed to be fracturing. The old ways weren’t working anymore, but people were desperate to stick to what had once made them prosperous and so many stubbornly refused to adapt. Refused to change.

The weather seemed ominous, like a washing away of the existing world to replace it with something new.

“My late wife, she didn’t accomplish big fancy things in life, but she was a rock for so many people, always there when they needed her. A beautiful thing to see. Our dinner table was always full, usually our spare room too. Hundreds of people came to her funeral, so many people I didn’t know. I heard all these stories. Her getting someone a badly needed job, sending someone else home-baked cookies to let them know she was thinking of them when they were low, paying for a single mom’s meal in the café with a note telling her what a great job she was doing as a parent. So many stories of her deeds. So much of her energy spent lifting others up.”

“It seems rare to find people these days who care about others that way.”

Sometimes your regret-filled suffering will help, but usually not; usually it’s suffering to no purpose.”

think you find a way to believe you deserve to have a happy life, despite your fuckups.”