The spirit of Hamada
Today, I was thinking of a very important episode of my life. One in which a connection was made and kept between two people around a common experience and a name. One connection of many that were recently abruptly broken. Then I thought of other episodes and saw how wrongly one can communicate feelings. Sometimes we feel love and communicate rejection. This was the case during my last birthday. My frustration for feeling that I was not receiving the appreciation I needed from the people I loved (aggravated by the fact of being far from my family) caused my rejection of whom loved me the most. That is, my need for emotional appreciation provoked a frustrated reaction. This was a fatal unconscious and paradoxical error that has costed me dearly.
