Psychiatry in this place is like serving an in-flight meal in the middle of a plane crash. If I wanted to make you well, as a doctor, I should be giving you a parachute, not a cheese-and-pickle sandwich.
Chris CleaveRead
Even for a girl like me, then, there comes a day when she can stop surviving and start living. To survive, you have to look good or talk good. But to end your story well-- here is the truth-- you have to talk yourself out of it.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the transition from mere survival to truly living, suggesting that authentic self-expression is crucial for fulfillment.
Chris Cleave's quote highlights the difference between merely existing and genuinely living. It suggests that survival often requires a facade—looking and talking in ways that conform to expectations—while true living involves sincere self-reflection and courage to change one's narrative. It calls for embracing authenticity to find deeper fulfillment in life.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth and self-discovery.
Psychiatry in this place is like serving an in-flight meal in the middle of a plane crash. If I wanted to make you well, as a doctor, I should be giving you a parachute, not a cheese-and-pickle sandwich.
Still shaking, in the pew, I understood that it isn't the dead we cry for. We cry for ourselves, and I didn't deserve my own pity.
Death, of course, is a refuge. It's where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It's where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.
Is it my fault if I do not look like an English girl and I do not talk like a Nigerian? Well, who says an English girl must have skin as pale as the clouds that float across her summers? Who says a Nigerian girl must speak in fallen English...?
So when I say that I am a refugee, you must understand that there is no refuge.
He needs to go rub his soul against life.
And O there are days in this life, worth life and worth death.
I think it is unnatural to think that there is such a thing as a blue-sky, white-clouded happy childhood for anybody. Childhood is a very, very tricky business of surviving it. Because if one thing goes wrong or anything goes wrong, and usually something goes wrong, then you are compromised as a human being. You're going to trip over that for a good part of your life.
Our life contains a thousand springs,_x000D_ _x000D_ And dies if one be gone._x000D_ _x000D_ Strange! that a harp of thousand strings_x000D_ _x000D_ Should keep in tune so long.
After it's all over, the early childhood, a chain of birthdays woven with candlelight, piles of presents, voices of relatives singing and praising your promise and future, after the years of schooling, fitting yourself into different size desks, memorizing, reciting, reporting, and performing for jury after jury of teachers, counselors, and administrators, you still feel inadequate, alone, vulnerable, and naked in a world that can be unforgiving and terribly demanding.
Danger is the spice of life and you’ve got to take a risk now and then…that’s what makes life worthwhile.
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