Why oh why does it have to be so hard? Listener question

THE DIZZINESS OF FREEDOM

The rain falling on your head, and you brought no protection. Exposed, raw, you find yourself taking the next step. 

The heart breaking open, torn, ruptured, a bloody mess; only to reveal a thrilling courage you had forgotten in your search for comfort, and a kindness that only those who have suffered will understand.

This strange love affair with uncertainty. The dizzying vastness of freedom. A tingly aliveness in the gut that you mistook for pathology. The path leading only into the unknown, all signposts gone. 

Not a path for the feint of heart, no, but for those who cannot lie any longer. And for those who have no other choice but to live. 

If it makes you weep, if it scares the shit out of you, if it takes you to the bleeding edge of your identity and makes you want to vomit... well, it may just be your path. 

- Jeff Foster