To those human beings in whom I have a stake I wish suffering, being forsaken, sickness, maltreatment, humiliation—I wish that that profound self-contempt, the torture of mistrust of oneself, and the misery of him who is overcome, not remain unknown to them: I have no pity for them because I wish them the only thing which can prove today whether one has worth or not—that one holds out. – Jereme Dean at Weak Signal
Thank you, Jereme, for saying the thing I’ve thought for years so well. My mother thinks I’m totally evil for thinking it. But the fact is that life is suffering, and you haven’t lived until you’ve suffered. You don’t grow as a person if you never suffer.
Word, Brigid. Jereme’s the real deal.