Helplessness. Not something we seek, but can anyone say it has not happened to them?
I remember an interview I had with a caregiver organization. I wanted to be a caregiver. After submitting an application, I was told I would be called before a committee of four or five people to answer any questions they might have.
The application asked a lot of helplessness questions. Had I been in jail, done drugs? All stuff I thought of as out of control? I entered the interview confident because I had answered no to all of the “bad” stuff.
The first question the committee asked was how could I be as old as I am and not have more life experiences? I became a confessional fountain. Only after I destroyed my perfect life as myth was I accepted.