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I remember as a kid, going on car journeys and being absolutely terrified when going down or up steep windy road. I was convinced the car would come off the road and I would die. I used to crouch on the floor of the car in a wreck whilst everyone in the family laughed at me.
I also remember my first holiday to Egypt - I cried most of the time, and talked about my mother non-stop about how she was a torment to me.
I also know that I can't cope reading / relating to anything to do with torture - any sort of inflicted pain of sorts has me crumpled in a heap. I think any form but i may be wrong and my reaction is extreme.
There are some past lives I know about and some I don't. None of these touch with these issues. I don't know if I need to know or not.
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