My friend at work has a Spidey punching bag in her office. At times I find myself gravitating there to punch the bag, knowing that since I internalize my grief, I need an outlet. Several things had been bothering me, and as I carried all my burdens, I felt so helpless and tired.
The Spidey bag taught me a lesson today: the harder I hit, the harder it came back.
It was my sign.
Squeeze me?
Sometimes I just have to back down from the fight,let Spidey stand and stare me square in the face.
"The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places."
-Ernest Hemingway
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