I have vivid memories from the first part of my life when certain persons of authority (mostly, teachers), wanted to show that they had power.
And they did, they did have power.
But, at what cost?
What did it cost to put this power into practice?
People had not only power but also exercised this power aggressively. It felt like thorns.
I do have positive memories, moments of happiness, times of enjoyment.
But there were also times when people in power abused their power.
How did I use to look at their shadows?
As if it were huge, with immense power.
Because some pain of the thorns was real, even if the power was fictive.
The solution? Do some therapy, try to view the past as not-so-bad, associate good things with it, calm your emotions.
But some remains of the thorns are still there.
