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You believe that in having some magical answer or resolution you will stop feeling the devastation. If they apologized, explained, were miserable or came clean then the pain of the betrayal would be tolerable. You spend endless conversations ( rehashing the same pain)trying to work it out, you stop enjoying normal activities, refuse to ever love again because people are untrustworthy, devalue the person, drink more, eat more/less ,begin to have sleep issues . You get the idea.

"In "The Miracle Worker," why does Annie claim she'll never love again and what changes her mind?" eNotes Editorial, 23 Aug. 2016, -worker/questions/miracle-worker-why-annie-say-that-she-will-never-750000.Accessed 7 Jan. 2024.

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When Annie Sullivan was young, she lived in an almshouse with her younger brother, Jimmie. They were orphans and only had each other. When Jimmie died, Annie was devastated. She vowed to never love anyone again:

Annie arrived in Alabama to help Helen and become her teacher. Though Annie tried to keep her distance, she came to love Helen. At one point, Annie told Helen's parents that she did not love Helen. Despite this, Annie developed a connection with the child. She became her companion. When Helen learned how to communicate, Annie spelled into her hand. Annie told Helen that she loved her, and would love her forever. She whispered the words, though Helen could not hear her. Despite the pain of past loss, Annie was able to love again.

Who is baseball's greatest hitter? That debate will never have a clear winner. But Williams probably produced more hits, more admiration and more mixed feelings from his own hometown fans than anyone who ever played.

One game he struck out, then made an error. He heard the boos, and he couldn't get the echo out of his head. "In the dugout between innings, I swore never again to tip my hat in Fenway Park,"' he said.

I cannot say with total clarity or conviction what it means to let the hard times be kind to us. I can venture only vague notions, general gestures toward how it feels when the hard times began to cross my mind along a desire line of their making. How it appears in July cutting the edge of the good thoughts leaving the determination behind and focusing on the unknown, this sense that I don\u2019t know what the future holds, and I never will. That is to say, I\u2019m grateful for what I don\u2019t know, that a year ago I\u2019d never guess. My friends had babies, they got engaged. We went to weddings in the rain, at the center of a storm, where after a short time we let the mud gather at the hem so we could dance because we are committed to one another and more than it was gross, it was love. There were dinner parties I didn\u2019t feel qualified to be at, and other dinner parties where new people were introduced and shared the things they might not usually say. I met authors I respected, cried at concerts, made scarves. I discovered that the people I admired, also admired me.

I want to say, lastly, that in this place, with you guys, I feel so sure of my own assertion that kindness is a very mundane gesture. I\u2019m well past trying to find a numerical value with which I will suddenly decide to be worthy of something. I feel, only, the desire to be deserving of the kindness you all so graciously bring. So often the world demands of us quick turnovers and judgments, instant gratification, prestige, or otherwise harsh and hard ways of being which are more easily synonymous with success. I don\u2019t think this newsletter provides such distinctions. It\u2019s not overly intelligent or even particularly original. It\u2019s long and at times tedious, requiring you to return to it more than a few times to finish it. When July hit and I was crashing, all I could give you was the list of my gratitude. It was quick to write and I\u2019m sure quick to read. But you read it, you commented, you shared, you told me what it meant to you. I\u2019m reminded as we meet, whether on time or delayed, whether different than before or the same, that people are generous, they will meet you where you\u2019re at because often where you\u2019re at is much better than you think. But also because we care for one another, people we\u2019ve never met before, and I think that\u2019s a wonderful thing. So I say, in the end, I\u2019m simply grateful that where I\u2019m at is here with you. Thank you for your generosity, your time, and your softness. I know it\u2019s precious to us, and I hope you know, I take it all very seriously. I also hold you in my warmest hand.

\u201CI suppose, what it is, is I have always been a girl. I feel I am a girl no longer. I don\u2019t mean the girlhood I had when I ran in and out of sprinklers and waves at the beach when you could do so only in bathing suit bottoms. I mean the makeshift girlhood I made in my early twenties when I discovered I would never be a kid again. When, in trying to be older and bigger, I actually made myself younger and smaller.\u201D

\u201CI realized I had failed to procure the deeper kind of love from any of the people I let into my life. Or at least, it did not so fully and unapologetically live in spite of something because I myself was unwilling to be spited. That fear of being seen imperfectly ringing in my ear like an iron bell. I\u2019d dole out little pieces of me, which were polished and the good kind of imperfect, but agreeable nonetheless. Always in the right pajamas, always in the best of bad moods.\u201D

Rebecca and Morgan: Some roommates are bad, some roommates are good, and then there are roommates that make you hope you never ever own a studio apartment because you can\u2019t bear to part with them! Thank you for being the latter. To Marcy and her Barel rolls, gluten-free pasta, and Lady on da countah. To the resigning our lease and all the love between!

Hunks and Hotties: For my book boyfriends and my celeb crushes who keep my solitary life oh so enticing. You are perhaps a pain and a pleasure, I will never break up with you! Though I think it is precisely this fact that makes it so I must keep you around. To this year\u2019s hunks! Paul Mescal, Hozier, Callum Turner, just about every man who was in the HBO adaption of My Brilliant Friend, and of course Andrew Garfield. 006ab0faaa