You can't get there alone. People have to help you, and I do believe in karma. I believe in paybacks. You get people to help you by telling the truth, by being earnest.
Randy PauschRead
With emotional abuse, the insults, insinuations, criticism, and accusations slowly eat away at the victim’s self-esteem until he or she is incapable of judging a situation realistically. He or she may begin to believe that there is something wrong with them or even fear they are losing their mind. They have become so beaten down emotionally that they blame themselves for the abuse.
Interpretation
Emotional abuse erodes a person's self-worth and leads them to doubt their own reality.
Beverly Engel highlights the insidious nature of emotional abuse, where constant negative remarks and manipulative behavior can severely damage a victim's self-esteem. Over time, the victim may internalize this abuse, leading to a distorted self-image and a belief that they are at fault for the situation, even questioning their own mental stability. This quote underscores the need for awareness and support for those affected by such invisible wounds.
In practice
In a workshop discussing mental health, this quote could exemplify the hidden effects of emotional abuse.
You can't get there alone. People have to help you, and I do believe in karma. I believe in paybacks. You get people to help you by telling the truth, by being earnest.
He was well aware that of the two of three thousand times he had made love (how many times had he made love in his life?) only two or three were really essential and unforgettable. The rest were mere echoes, imitations, repetitions, or reminiscences.
You are in a partnership with all other human beings, not a contest to be judged better than some and worse than others.
Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing.
While people are fairly young and the musical composition of their lives is still in its opening bars, they can go about writing it together and sharing motifs (the way Tomas and Sabina exchanged the motif of the bowler hat), but if they meet when they are older, like Franz and Sabina, their musical compositions are more or less complete, and every motif, every object, every word means something different to each of them.
When I was a boy I used to do what my father wanted. Now I have to do what my boy wants. My problem is: When am I going to do what I want?
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