If we scratch just below the façade of recovery the often false confidence and self-assurance and we find people unsure, unsteady, and afraid

If we scratch just below the façade of our recovery the often false confidence and self-assurance that we find people unsure, unsteady, and afraid – compensating for their inner terror by holding it together with string and glue of slogans and ancient stories. Rarely are their relationships deeply intimate or honest, let alone mutual, and rarely are their passions harnessed to the best of their conscious beings. When crisis strikes them their poise comes crumbling down, exposing a vulnerable underbelly of intense emotion too painful for them to nurture. It is incompatible with their façade, which they rush to rebuild as quickly as possible. They cannot afford to remember their history of vulnerability – and they will blot out their memory of anyone who brings it to the fore as they slump back puffing a cigarette to stave of the next painful rush of the past or snatch a cream bun off the trolley of life.