“I’m sick and tired of ____ !”
This phrase sounds to me now like dialogue from a bad sitcom.
But there were years, decades, when I spoke them regularly as a reaction to the demands life made on me.
I thought I expected a lot of myself.
In truth, I expected more of life – of family, friends, colleagues than of myself.
With large applications of honesty and kindness, and with ample healing support, I began to perceive, acknowledge, and take responsibility for behaviors and consequences.
That is when a true and life-giving weariness set in.
a virtuous woman weary of her trade
by Sara Eisenberg
weary of:
lying down
in the bed I’ve made
lying still
unable to exhale
lying by
appearance
omission
commission
lying to
shore up
look good
avoid trouble
lying in
the interest of
equivocation
prudence
a finely rendered manual of evasive tactics
whose spine shows signs of wear,
whose pages are smudged with thumbing.
ships free.
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