Story #7 “Emotions”

Our groups passed and all were having fun. Smiles bountiful and laughter endless. I was enjoying myself because of all that was around me. The trees, the breeze, the cool mountain air in my lungs, the sun creeping onto me through any little crack it could sneak through in the branches. The freedom felt in this moment is one I often feel when in similar places. I’m not sure what all you were feeling, I guess I’ll never know really, but given that I could see in you similar joy as to the joy I felt inside me, I did assume you were happy. I believe the happiness of all groups that day assisted in amplifying the happiness of each of the other groups. It’s a special place, one of peace, one of wholeness, one of healing to some, I know it is to me. That’s why I was filled with disgust when we found you again in so much hurt. Hurt that there was something wrong with you, hurt that you weren’t good enough, hurt that you did something wrong. I need you to know that you did nothing wrong, you are plenty good enough, and did absolutely nothing wrong, they did. They walked away, they left you there, they chose a selfish path over a friendship, they chose their ability over building you up, they ran outside to enjoy the view but slammed the door back in your face. All I ask of you is to not find shame in yourself, but have disgust for them.