"I cried for pages as Goldmund went through the pain of seeing what he previously deemed holy now cold and meaningless and what he used to deem selfish and immoral now pure and healing, in other words essential instead of merely necessary. Am I not still going through the journey of self-acceptance myself? After years of conditioning, which, for the most part, was traumatising and trapping me in guilt and fears, worst of all, of being my true self...."

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