Understand

Writing forces me to slow down. It forces me to think about how I should express myself. It forces me to understand what is happening.

More than anything, I have realised that without understanding, we cannot change what we see.

Here, I try to shed light on the stories of suffering I see on a daily basis. I hope this helps me to understand, before I skip to action.

More importantly, it forces me to sit with the situation. To be in the story. Because so often, it is so much easier to jump into doing. Because it’s uncomfortable to sit with suffering.

But sit we must. Because behind stories of pain are stories of perseverance.

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