I Don’t Know
“I don’t know.” Frightening, weighted words that sludge down our throats and swirl with anxiety around our chest. Or at least that’s how they used to feel for me. I used to cringe when I wouldn’t know something. The physical sensations they would cause were unpleasant and undesirable. I wanted the presumed comfort of knowing, the control it felt like it gave me. And so my brain sighed with relief as I trudged into the…
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