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Win or Lose Vladimir Putin’s War on Ukraine Reveals Who We Are
Complicated and if we are not careful destined for a single destination
I don’t usually write and publish posts like this. Instead, I reserve them for my journal. There I collect my thoughts and happily rant, safe in the knowledge I can get things off my chest and choose whether I wish to explore a feeling, idea or vent fully.
Today feels different; today, for the first time in a long time, I have felt a wave of sadness, anger, bemusement and regret one after the other. The space I carve out through my morning peace ritual feels squeezed and no longer visible under this heavy fog. I can’t shift it, so I feel compelled to handle my multitude of thoughts and feelings in the best way I know.
Write!
Write through the process and hopefully make sense of weighty thoughts because after all is said and done, what use is there to anyone if I fail to pay attention or neglect to share how I feel. I am sure I am not the only one who feels we are in the midst of the inevitable.
Perhaps I am overthinking; maybe I am caught in a negative spiral that I need to shake out. I don’t know but what I do know is I feel helpless and hopeless.
