Sticks and stones rarely break bones, but...

I woke up this morning thinking about words. Words and how we use them to hurt people. Maybe we do this because we are hurt and want someone else to know we are hurt or want them to join us in misery. I don't know. Perhaps there is something to "misery loves company" and "hurt people hurt people." Both of those sayings are extremely irritating to me because they leave no space for any possibility for pleasure and happiness on this planet. We have all been hurt in some way. We have all been miserable about something. Does my hurt and misery give me license to abuse the closest person to me? Of course not. We need a break from it. From dodging word darts. I know that space. I know hurting people with my words and being hurt by others. In the end, we don't feel better. We don't. What if instead we recognized our pain and began a mental and spiritual healing craze as big as physical fitness and then all over the planet, HEALED PEOPLE HEAL PEOPLE?!