“I said, ‘Dad, I have to go, if this is the last time we talk, I love you,’” Henderson recalled. “I lost my mom a few years ago, so my dad is like my lifeline. Just saying goodbye to him was tough.”
“I said, ‘Dad, I have to go, if this is the last time we talk, I love you,’” Henderson recalled. “I lost my mom a few years ago, so my dad is like my lifeline. Just saying goodbye to him was tough.”
I’d argue “respecting what could kill you” is both a form and consequence of fear, fear being an instinct borne of self-preservation and the necessity of the social contract.