To reflect on our society:

A friend of mine on Facebook posted this a few days ago and I thought it was worth putting out there....

"My parents beat me as a child and I am not traumatized," said the man his ex-partner reported for physical violence.

"When I was a child they left me crying alone until I fell asleep and it was so bad I did not go out," said the man who spends long hours in social networks, affecting his sleep.

"They punished me as a child and I'm fine," said the man who, every time he makes a mistake, says to himself words of contempt, as a form of self-punishment.

"As a child, they put a heavy hand on me and I suffer from a trauma called 'education'," said the woman who still does not understand why all of her partners end up being aggressive.

"When I became capricious as a child, my father locked me in a room alone to learn and today I appreciate it," said the woman who has suffered anxiety attacks and can not explain why she is so afraid of being locked in small spaces .

"My parents told me they were going to leave me alone or give a stranger when I did my tantrums and I do not have traumas," said the woman who has prayed for love and has forgiven repeated infidelities to his partner so as not to feel abandoned .

"My parents controlled me with just the look and see how well I came out," said the woman who can not maintain eye contact with figures of 'authority' without feeling intimidated.

"As a child, I got even with the iron cable and today I am a good man, even professional," said the man his neighbors have accused the police for drunk hitting objects and yelling at his wife.

"My parents forced me to study a career that would give money, and see how good I am," said the man who dreams of Friday every day because he is desperate in his work doing something every day that is not what always wanted.

"When I was little they forced me to sit down until all the food was finished and they even stuffed me in with force, not like now those permissive parents" affirmed the woman who does not understand why she could not have a healthy relationship with food and in her adolescence came to develop an eating disorder.

"My mother taught me to respect her good chancletazos (blow or spanking with a slipper) to the point," said the woman who smokes 5 cigarettes a day to control her anxiety.

"I thank my mom and my dad for every blow and every punishment, because if not who knows what would happen to me," said the man who has never been able to have a healthy relationship, and whose son constantly lies to him because he has fear."

And so we go through life, listening to people claiming to be good people without trauma, but paradoxically, in a society full of violence and wounded people.

-- Valery Flórez, psychologist.

Have a great weekend.

Deb