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The point of pain
Pain is the main driving force for action, but often when the pain stops, so does the action. How might we remember pain for greater action? Or is there a better question to ask?
My wife, amongst other women, often jokes that until I am able to push a large watermelon out of my ass, or some other approximation of childbirth, I cannot truly know what real physical pain is.
She, and they, are right, of course.
I, nor any many, literally cannot imagine the pain of childbirth
It appears, on the outside, to be so ridiculously grievous, in a way so obscene, that you can’t help wondering why on earth any woman would ever choose to do it again.
But some woman do choose to do it again — some women choose to do it again and again — and they do so not just because their precious, miraculous newborn is worth it.
They do so because pain has no memory.
We might remember something of a feeling, even if it’s just a spectral shadow of the real feeling.
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