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Thanks for sharing, Elsa. These experiences are not about physical love, either. It's like a school-girl crush X's a bizillion.
Part of my Acceptance of my illness(es) is acknowledging ANYTHING surrounding them that doesn't hurt. As I ponder these experiences, I reflect on my brain's NATURAL abilities and wonder at the possibilities the Universe (of science) has yet to discover. (I haven't taken as much as an aspirin in over two years and have never even tasted alcohol in my well over half a century of living).
That being said, this unpredictable euphoria is one of the reasons I live my life in near-isolation; that absolutely hurts. At least secluding myself allows for some measure of comfort in that regard; I am grateful there is relief--even though it comes at a price. Unrelenting pain is a fact of life in my world for years now; I enjoy those few elusive moments of "magic."
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