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	<title>Comments on: Pain and Suffering is an Invitation to Change</title>
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		<title>By: John</title>
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		<description>I agree from personal experience...The most growth I&#039;ve ever had, on the deepest levels, were when my heart was ripped our of my chest at the ending of a relationship, and I spent months in that raw, naked place...then months in that grey place of endless sameness. Seemingly endless days of feeling nothing with vast infinite spaces turning inside. I was having trouble tasting food at work: everything tasted flat. 

It wasn&#039;t until months after that, during a particularly fine piece of theater, that I had a brief moment of joy , courtesy of Mercutio&#039;s wit. I realized that that vast, infinite, empty space inside was my capacity to feel, and it slowly started filling up.

It would have been invaluable to have the special kind of support that is the essence of the coaching relationship during that time: I had to do it alone, and it was the longest, loneliest time of my life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I agree from personal experience&#8230;The most growth I&#8217;ve ever had, on the deepest levels, were when my heart was ripped our of my chest at the ending of a relationship, and I spent months in that raw, naked place&#8230;then months in that grey place of endless sameness. Seemingly endless days of feeling nothing with vast infinite spaces turning inside. I was having trouble tasting food at work: everything tasted flat. </p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t until months after that, during a particularly fine piece of theater, that I had a brief moment of joy , courtesy of Mercutio&#8217;s wit. I realized that that vast, infinite, empty space inside was my capacity to feel, and it slowly started filling up.</p>
<p>It would have been invaluable to have the special kind of support that is the essence of the coaching relationship during that time: I had to do it alone, and it was the longest, loneliest time of my life.</p>
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