Past Trauma Quotes

You become the victim of the past, and your tormentor today is your self left over from yesterday.

Remember: we all get what we tolerate. So stop tolerating excuses within yourself, limiting beliefs of the past, or half-assed or fearful states.

You know that old phrase ‘Those who don’t remember the past are condemned to repeat it’? Well, I think those who remember the past are even worse off.

We are the ones who suffer when we hold on to past grievances.

South Africans must recall the terrible past so that we can deal with it, forgiving where forgiveness is necessary but never forgetting.

In order to live the life we desire, and set the intention for greater happiness and more meaningful connections with others, we have to release the hold that our past has on us

Because the burnt child dreads the fire, we can in the future have no confidence in the words and oaths of the Greeks.

I don't want to talk about the past. I don't live in past.

If a cat sits on a hot stove once, it will never sit on a cold one either.

You cannot be a prisoner of your past against your will. Because you can only live in the past inside your mind.

I have reason to be shy. I've been hurt plenty.

There's no way I can go back and uninjure myself.

Our history is an inevitable component of our being. One thing only can release us from the grip of our history. That one thing is forgiveness.

Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me.' It's saying, 'You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.

The past is not a peaceful landscape lying there behind me, a country in which I can stroll wherever I please, and will gradually show me all its secret hills and dales. As I was moving forward, so it was crumbling. Most of the wreckage that can be seen is colourless, distorted, frozen: its meaning escapes me... all that's left is a skeleton. I shall never find my plans again, my hopes and fears - I shall not find myself.

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain.

She regretted having taken his hand, she wanted to get away from there as soon as possible, to hide her shame, never again to see that man who had witnessed all that was most sordid in her, and who nevertheless continued to treat her with such tenderness. But again she remembered Mari's words: She didn't need to explain her life to anyone, not even to the young man standing before her.

A lot of people are afraid of the idea of enslavement, and that's because it's tied to so much shame and guilt... That is the big elephant in the room, but a part of why we're afraid to attack that subject matter is because of the way we've been taught about it.

Every story about me is so heavy and dramatic. That's not how I do life. But that's the impression people have, and that's what keeps getting reiterated. As if I'm still stuck in all the muck of the past. And I am so not.

Feeling no remorse must be a blessing when all you have are your memories

But... what about us? What about the past?" she asks blankly. "The past isn't real. it's just a dream," I say. "Don't mention the past.

Those who have hurt you in the past cannot continue to hurt you now unless you hold on to the pain through resentment.

There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.

The past cannot be cured.

Having looked the past in the eye, having asked for forgiveness and having made amends, let us shut the door on the past—not in order to forget it but in order not to allow it to imprison us.