Give Up Arms

There is something that has been weighing on my mind for a little while. And I don't want to speak of it openly, not even on this space that is mostly private, because I'm afraid that I'll sound small and petty. And yet I know that my feelings are valid, that they are important, and are not ill-conceived. I need to learn how to give up my arms, to understand that being able to feel an impact doesn't necessarily mean that an attack was thrown out. Sometimes we're just unintended casualties. And I don't want to argue about whether this negates the effect or if the ignorance makes it worse. I just want to be kind, I just want to live and be kind.