"Addicted to upbeat niceness?"
"A sanitized half-reality?"
These thoughts caused a jolt.
First a jolt of denial
followed by the rueful recognition
of the possibility it holds an element of truth.
The unknown is scary.
I believe we are all learning to live
our best selves amidst the
clamor of uncertainty and chaos.
Using "upbeat niceness"
is a coping mechanism.
(It's preferable to tantrums and bullying.)
Perhaps it is a graceful awkwardness
we are developing?
A "leaning in" to courage?
kastilwell
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