Is Death the Beginning in Disguise, or Simply, the End?

Does it matter?

Wendy S. Bradfield
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself


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Today, I met someone whose brother killed themself like mine did.

The man’s brother was just 19 and threw himself off a bridge into the Nile River.

He had bipolar disorder, like my brother.

The more you love, the more you lose.

The more you love, the more you expand.

Both statements are true, depending on your perception.

The world is a construct of your mind — nothing more.

How you love people changes the more you love and lose them.

The cyclical nature of birth and death guarantees that much.

The sole purpose for existing is to exist — change — perish and repeat.

I’ve awakened to a difficult truth…my inability to love new people as they ebb & flow.

Science and psychology prove that we need human connection to be healthy.

But I am satisfied to remain as one in my human experience.

I’m never bored and rarely “lonely” — an advantage to those who suffer both.

Family has always been a burden. But not in the way they are now.



Wendy S. Bradfield
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

A cosmos-driven Egypt-based writer of broken dreams with a motivational flair. I write about love, life, and Egypt. Check me out at