|—||Catherine Breillat (via inherwar)|
"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”
|—||Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via withoutawarning)|
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Thank you so much. It was so beautiful of you to say that. I really hope you’re right. I just feel like my life is constantly on a downward spiral and it’s getting harder to try keep climbing back up. Every fibre of my body is telling me to give up, but giving up just isn’t in my nature. So I’ll keep fighting. Thank you
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I’m so scared and upset. I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m not happy. I haven’t been for a long time but it’s gotten to the point where I’ve just completely lost myself and I don’t know where to look to find me. Everything keeps changing but nothing is any different, nothing is any better. I’ve been low before, really low. But I’ve never fallen through the floor like this. I’m just so confused about everything in life and I’m tired of struggling through one bad situation just to find myself in another. Is that what life is? Yes or no? Do or die? In or out? I feel like I can’t really do what I want, I just have to pick the best of the worst. It’s like getting to choose your own murder weapon. You’re still gonna die in the end, it’s just a matter of how. When I was a kid I used to think about how cool it would be to be an adult because they can do what they want. Now that I am an adult, I just want to punch little me in the face for being so stupid and naive. Adults have so many rules and responsibilities and knowledge about everything. Kids are really the ones who get to do whatever they want, no worries or repercussions. If this is what growing up is then I’m not sure it’s really what I want after all. I just want to know who I am and what I’m supposed to do…