||[Jan. 30th, 2017|05:26 pm]
Julius Caesar's great-great-granddaughter
I read 1984 sometime in high school. It is definitely an essential novel for anyone to read. (however, it's been a long time, so pardon if my details are fuzzy)|
One of the key scenes in the story is a room where a person would be exposed to the thing they fear the most, in order to break them. (In the case of the protagonist, that thing is rats)
A couple of my previous SOs were horrified by this scene. Their takeaway was that they were doomed - there was something that would break them to have to deal with.
My takeaway was different - I recognized that all they could do was affect me physically. As long as I place more value on that which makes me me - my self, my soul, whatever you want to call it - as long as I place more value on that than on my physical self...
They can't control me.