Really living means being a volcano. You blow up when you have to, and you risk hurting people. The alternative is to be just a dead piece of rock. Steadfast, solid, hurting no-one, and never tasting the briefest bit of life. Be the volcano. Live with others who erupt now and then in violent, fiery explosions, and follow their example. Don't just smolder, for that is stagnation, a living death. Don't deny the flames altogether, for that just builds pressure that will eventually kill you when it erupts. Let go when you need to, and if you hurt someone... Chances are that person has or will hurt you. Apologize, feel remorse, but go on with life. To do otherwise is to deny yourself, and life is too short...
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