A friend recently wrote me saying, ""Been dealing with a lot of childhood emotions of feeling trapped in an environment I didn’t want to be in but not able or know how to get out."
This was my reply:
I believe that feeling begins as we transition from the freedom of following your heart in Kindergarten days to the rigidness, rows and enforced silence that begins when we enter that room that says, 'Grade One' on the door; for the next twelve years of our precious youth we find ourselves trapped year after year knowing where the door is but with no idea of how to get out for good.
Add on top of that an unhealthy home environment and we spend our days going from one prison of the heart to the next with perhaps only some hope for following our heart during those windows of 'free time' that are sprinkled into the prison lives of most just enough to make them think that they are free.
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