We all have something that keeps us here and who we are regardless of whatever happens.
What's your one thing?
It could be a family member, a spouse, a feeling, materialistic object, a purpouse, or anything. Name it.
For me? Compassion.
"And of some having compassion, making a difference. And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh."
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We are formless therefore we fear it
And because we are formless we revere it
Thus we are slain