The great source of both the misery and disorders of human life, seems to arise from over-rating the difference between one permanent situation and another. Avarice over-rates the difference between poverty and riches: ambition, that between a private and a public station: vain-glory, that between obscurity and extensive reputation. The person under the influence of any of those extravagant passions, is not only miserable in his actual situation, but is often disposed to disturb the peace of society, in order to arrive at that which he so foolishly admires. The slightest observation, however, might satisfy him, that, in all the ordinary situations of human life, a well-disposed mind may be equally calm, equally cheerful, and equally contented. Some of those situations may, no doubt, deserve to be preferred to others: but none of them can deserve to be pursued with that passionate ardour which drives us to violate the rules either of prudence or of justice; or to corrupt the future tranquillity of our minds, either by shame from the remembrance of our own folly, or by remorse from the horror of our own injustice.
Adam Smith, The Theory of Moral Sentiments
Sometimes I get tired of always being strong; of being a warrior. Sometimes I want to be soft; to breakdown entirely; to be coddled and treated delicately, but I’m starting to see that’s simply not my path.
I survive in protest of my own potential apathy; as proof to myself of the limitless human capacity for resilience and hope.
Quiet warriors, strong and brave: know that in this struggle you are never alone. Blade sharpened and mind sharper, comrade, I silently fight beside you.
This woman right here!!! I wish I could express how much this truly means to me.