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I find it difficult to feel responsible for the suffering of others. That's
why I find war so hard to bear. It's the same with animals: I feel the less
harm I do, the lighter my heart. I love a light heart. And when I know I'm
causing suffering, I feel the heaviness of it. It's a physical pain. So
it's self-interest that I don't want to cause harm. -Alice Walker, author
(b. 1944)

from AWAD

My back is killing me. Not as in writhing on the floor in intense agony, but as in a constant distracting low-level pain emanating from a specific spot. All I did was wake up this morning, move slightly, and snap, something moved badly, and now this.

And my leg muscle hasn't even gotten better yet either, since last year.

And I don't believe in chiropractors anymore. Forestfen even said that even though the cause of the pain may have happened in an instant, from her experience, it is normal for these kinds of things to take weeks to get better. Even though my mind thinks, if I just contort my body in the right way, surely it will snap back to how it's supposed to be, and not hurt anymore! So I'm constantly trying to twist and turn and... it's not helping!

If this is what it is like being in one's 30's, I can't imagine how I'm going to handle old age.