Pain splits us into two.
When someone who is suffering says, “I am fine, I am fine.” It is not because she is fine, it is because her inner self told her outer self to say the words, “I am fine.”
Sometimes she will even slip and say, “We’re fine.”
Others assume she is referring to herself and her people, but she is not.
She is referring to both of her selves: Her hurt self and her representative, the one fit for public consumption.
Pain transforms one woman into two, so that she has someone to walk with, someone to sit with her in the dark when everyone else leaves.
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