"It goes something like this: I am not sure anymore that I have a safe home, and I observe other people who seem to be better off than I. I wonder how I can get to where they are. I try hard to please, to acheive success, to be recognized. When I fail, I feel jealous, or resentful of these others. When I succeed, I worry that others will be increasingly afraid that I won’t get what I so much desire or will lose what I already have. Caught in this tangle of needs and wants, I no longer know my own motivations."

The Return of the Prodigal Son by Henri J. M. Nouwen