Mine is devastation. It pops up when it's most unexpected. Devastation is between grief and terror... squeezes a tiny drop of tear in my eye, no matter where I am, who I am with, when it hits.
It comes up often when I compliment someone.
The other day I sent out an email. I ended with a sentence: "I love working with you."
Most people just ignored it as social grease.
Two people cried.
One person was pierced by it... dumbfounded why.
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