Recently I did an interview and the question was asked about why I dedicated STRIP to learning to sit in the hours...
When I began writing STRIP, I was so far removed from myself that I didn’t have the capacity to do so. But in time, I grew. It was a slow process. A very slow process. As my capacity to tolerate feelings that came up without running away grew, so did my capacity to sit with the words. And I was able to do so for longer and longer periods of time.
It was something I never ever thought possible, and it was the one thing I had always wanted. To be able to sit with myself. I mean really sit with myself. And from that place to write, to breathe, to show up to the page, to write the hard stuff. Writing STRIP was a complete awakening.