Tell Your Story: Yes, Tell Your Story!

To Heal My Wounds, I Need To Be Brave Enough To Face Them.

Each Human Being Has The Right To Two Blessings, Which Are: The Blessing To Do Right, And The Blessing To Err. In The Latter Case, There Is Always A Path Of Learning Leading To The Right Way.

Because Of That She Had Never Had Enough Energy To Be Herself, A Person Who, Like Everyone Else In The World, Needed Other People In Order To Be Happy. But Other People Were So Difficult. They Reacted In Unpredictable Ways, They Surrounded Themselves With Defensive Walls, They Behaved Just As She Did, Pretending They Didn't Care About Anything. When Someone More Open To Life Appeared, They Either Rejected Them Outright Or Made Them Suffer, Consigning Them To Being Inferior, Ingenuous.

Love Is Only A Small Thing, Enough For One Person, And Any Suggestion That The Heart Might Be Larger Than This Is Considered Perverse.

Once In A Mental Hospital, A Person Grows Used To The The Freedom That Exists In The World Of Insanity And Becomes Addicted To It.