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delawareareyou:

“The year I read that book was the year I finally began to open up my life to others, learning that it was alright to talk about things, that it could help me. I had been telling stories, but then in a way I had not been telling them at all. And I found that even the sad stories could be beautiful, the way you can love rain and thunderstorms when you are inside and it is not pain exactly, just a reminder. You have to tell the truth, to really live. And that telling will save you, even if it looks like it will only make you vulnerable. I remember learning that the way to kill a black bear was to shoot for its heart. But it was not going to kill me, that shiver of humiliation as I admitted I was in love with a man who didn’t want a relationship. And I had been inventing a whole plot for the two of us, because I was so good at tales. Our stories, I found, are what make us human. Especially the ones where we are the villain, or the clueless bystander. After all, someone else has to tell the one in which we are the hero. It is such a helpless way to be, and that is the important part.”

— Heather Davidson: The Last Book I Loved, The Broom Of The System - The Rumpus.net

a great read.