Ram Dass tells me to love my dark thoughts. I wondered how I could love something that comes through my mind and tortures me, but then I realized that those thoughts are me, they are my mind speaking to itself.

Why does my mind conjure such horrific things, bad memories, intrusive feelings, and terrifying fears? Why does part of my soul wish for me to suffer?

Is suffering such an important part of the human condition that when things in our lives settle our minds start to kick up dirt from the corners?

I have many questions. But most importantly, how can I not love my dark thoughts, and still love myself?