Those Ancient Pains Own Us

When we think about Grief, as opposed to its direct experience, we are putting rationalizations, layers of possible, even plausible and laudatory objects of our potential grief, into generating a Grief in the abstract.

We do this so we might continue to insulate ourselves from the Wellsprings of Grief buried in our earliest trials. The Grief that touches us is the Grief we feel for the impossible, and yet substantial, confusions we made out of what was giving us pain before we had any means to come to any terms with it. We bury this impossibility beneath our rationalizations and then these ancient pains own us.