The Anthology
Self-pity is a web we weave that binds us
Self-pity is a web we weave that binds us. It immobilizes us. It insists upon itself. It whispers that our suffering is singular, that our wounds are too deep, our burden too unfair, our circumstance too impossible. And the more we listen to it, the tighter the strands become…
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