sending love to everyone who wants to do better but can’t find the energy to make the necessary changes. sending love to everyone who wonders if their exhaustion is permanent. sending love to everyone who’s tired of feeling stuck.
Every year, without fail, an uncle sends me this long message thanking me for my work. Every year I try to get him to share his story of surviving genocide and this year he has allowed me to do so as long as I don't say his name. This is how he survived the Bosnian genocide: