My therapist during Caltech time. My first parenting figure. He is patient. He is kind. He teaches me the basics lessons of life, for example, parents are not supposed to hit their kids. I heard it thousands of times by this point, most of it from him, but I didn't "hear" it. He never gave up until one day, I heard it. I cried and felt profound sadness. Patiently, his messages touched my heart and changed me. He stopped the generational trauma. It is easy to say “Just leave your perpetrator”. It is much harder to not give up on someone, tell them the truth in the most gentle way, day in and day out, until the heart turns.
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