You Do
It’s sad when a healer loses hope. The healer is supposed to be the holder of hope for all, the one everyone believes in. “It’s a trap” she thought, “because inherent in the word is a commitment outside yourself. It is easy to give to others when you are a healer and leave yourself out of the equation.” It’s sad when a healer loses hope, when the joy leaves her yes and her smile exists to comfort another. The healer’s suicide is slow and invisible. A 1,000 comforting words that go outside her and never find their way back home to her heart. “Who heals the healer?” she cried out. Slowly, bubbling up from her heart, the words passed across smiling lips, “You do.”
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