Wow. That's my first reaction. My mind is blank and is busy staring at the beauty and power of this poem.

In my experience, the world expects us to be one, tries to fit us into boxes, assigns neat labels and such.

And we might feel that there's something wrong with us if we can't do it. Play into their expectations.

But human beings are complex. More than parts.

And mental health brings yet another set of layers.

We can try to create an environment, like we have here, where we feel free to express these storms and not let them fester inside. Or at least, one can hope.