We have all shattered a glass before, but just because your experiences sound like mine …doesn’t adequately prepare you to understand the size, shape, and location of all the hidden and broken pieces that will unsuspectingly hide in the darkness to potentially assail against either of us when it is least expected. 

It’s human nature to be distracted by the facets (people/situations) that are the shiny surfaces that we bestow our trust. We tend to get so comfortable in what seems familiar, we find ourselves giving leave to our shoes and walking around in our bare-feet. It is then that we feel betrayed by our own perceptions, as we scream out in pain from the shard of glass that just pierced our tender flesh. Then there YOU are, telling me that you know just how I feel. 


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  1. Well put.

    When I read this, especially the first part, I can’t help but think about Leo Tolstoy’s opening to Anna Karenina – that all happy families are alike, but each unhappy one is unhappy in its own way. No two stories are completely alike; ergo, no two experiences are completely alike.

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