Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart

Yeats – Easter 1916

Most everyone makes sacrifices.

Most everyone must at sometime put others before themselves.

It’s not always easy and sometimes it’s the hardest thing you’ll ever have to do.

Sacrifice makes us strong, makes us humble. Makes us human.

But, to every good there is a bad. The balance of yin and yang.

And a person can run the risk of sacrificing too much and becoming a ghost of themselves. Lost in a sea of unhappiness and resentment.

Losing their dreams, their goals and the vision of what they want for themselves.

Abandoning their happiness for the good of the whole.

The question then becomes: when can a sacrifice become too much?

At what point does a healthy obligation become a resentful situation?

Is there such a thing as too much of a good thing?


It makes us humble.

It makes us human.



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