Why do we allow ourselves to be defined by pain? Pain can be a motivator to change, and it can also be like a comfortable blanket, helping us to be stagnant. Sometimes, I think that we are cursed to repeat, and re-ingest the pain of our ancestors, immediate family, i.e. parents. We often define ourselves by the standards of others,  always feeling compared to others, always attempting to conform to society, not once thinking of the affects of not embracing ourselves, completely. To be still, and touch