Life after the pit

The only thing I know of to truly get unstuck from the pit of despair…

In-body living.

Piggybacking on the pit of despair, and in case you’re new here and are just starting to follow along…

I believe that living a no-body life leads towards the pit of despair.

For me, that looked like years of pretending to be okay (while unknowingly living a no-body life), then finally coming to terms with not being okay, which was accompanied by having no clue whatsoever about what the problem was. I found myself squarely in the pit, face down, and stuck—with no clue how I got there or what to do about it.

It’s pretty difficult to make sense of anything when you look around the pit. This makes it easier than usual to blame yourself.

I hope that’s not you too, but if it is, I want you to know there is life after the pit.

It’s not that struggle and pain and despair no longer exist on the other side of the pit. It’s that you know there is more than despair. You know that life can feel good, and you often thank yourself for getting to the other side.

The pit is awful. I’m sorry for you and sorry for me.

What isn’t awful, though? Life after the pit. I promise.

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