I can just talk about my world, and people relate to it because it's so familiar to them. It's them, it's not me. They're hearing themselves.
Byron KatieOne morning as I lay sleeping on the floor, a cockroach crawled over my foot. And I opened my eyes out of this dead sleep - about a 43-year sleep - and in place of all that darkness was a joy that I can't describe.
Byron KatieWhen I was in my early forties, I slept with a loaded gun under my bed. Id become severely depressed in my thirties, and for almost a decade I spiraled down into paranoia, rage, self-loathing, and thoughts of suicide.
Byron Katie