Compassion fatigue is a real thing. It's a kind of secondary trauma. A draining of the empathy battery that can result in one no longer being accessible to others. Divorce is a consequence. Estrangement from one's children is too. Dissolving friendships. Isolation.
Tonight there was a moment - a span of moments - in which every ordinary human sight or sound was sickening. I had this thought again, this place I escape to, of just walking away from it all. Walking and not stopping until I run out of land or no longer can.
A pilgrimage begins by leaving.
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