contradictions (opens in new tab)

asking others for reassurance, knowing well i do not truly need it. the body has ways of acting i do not always expect, learned behaviors shaped by a wounded ego. for a moment i forget i am human and turn my anger inward, but somewhere i remember i am not too much: i am simply human. i find extreme beauty in this so many layers a human has, no flat lines. and still at times feel shame in it = contradiction...