Mental Armor

I find myself making a mental adjustment, not sure if it’s proactive or reactive (it might be both), but every time anything pregnancy- or motherhood-related comes across my consciousness, I think “well, that will never be me,” in a matter-of-fact kind of way. Like it’s a category of humanity (like maleness) that I will never belong to.

Ah, the ways and means our psyches find to protect our hearts from more hurting.

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