Have you ever felt that surge of pain at the end of a relationship? The edginess of possibly losing work or the anxiety of a conflict about to explode? Why is it that suffering always seems impossible until it passes? My theory is that we don't practice trauma enough, specifically through the disciplined consumption of perceived agony. Death. Breakups. Bankruptcy. Loss. Each of these is a possibility, and it is their existence that makes the alternative desirable. Perhaps the answer to dealing with distress is not to insulate ourselves from all pain but to expose ourselves to it in a controlled environment. It's all just learning until the show is over. So, what will you choose? The trauma of discipline or the discipline of trauma?