More angsty poetry

I'm channeling 90s Goth Jen and picking up the Red Book, it's a mood

“No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.” ―Carl Jung

“Children not loved for who they are do not learn how to love themselves. Their growth is an exercise in pleasing others, not in expanding through experience. There’s personal anger, but underneath there’s often universal rage; And when we are possessed, God help …