Elaine Chao Quotes

Victims always feel alone and helpless.

I never feel more alone than when I'm traveling. Alone and, to some extent, helpless. The world expects a certain level of competence and can be merciless when this expectation is unmet.

I can't even say what my greatest fear is because I, I can't even imagine. Being without my family... I can't even say it because it makes me cry.

No one has it easy, and to some degree, everyone feels lonely and powerless, which may cause them to make hurtful decisions.

When things aren't going well it can feel like the world is against you and there's nowhere to turn.

Adults under threat feel like children.

I felt vulnerable and very much between friends. I remember walking down the hallway and thinking I had no way of knowing what was coming, literally. This wasn't because I had some horrific bullying story, but because of a steady drip of negativity.

I don't have control over what's on screen, and that's terrifying.

I woke up nights, worrying that Lotus was out of control - that no one would know what to do.

At this very moment, I don't feel I will be able to handle what's coming.

Hemingway has expressed with genius the terrors of the modern man at the danger of losing control of his world

Because I am basically so insecure and anxious and afraid, I never, ever in my life learned to reach out for help, ever.

Sometimes I want to control things more than I'm able to.

Being alone with fear can rapidly turn into panic. Being alone with frustration can rapidly turn into anger. Being alone with disappointment can rapid turn into discouragement and, even worse, despair.

My biggest fears I can't talk about. And my biggest fear is that those fears happen, and I can't stop it.

I've lost a lot of control in my life.

After the tragic events of Manchester, with the senseless loss of life and the fear that came from knowing my family was unsafe and that I was completely powerless to protect them, I went to a very dark place with no tools to handle the feelings that came along with the devastation of the attack.

My anxiety stems from my lack of control no matter what.

Poor strangers, they have so much to be afraid of.

I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.

You know, sometimes I feel well and vital in the world, and sometimes I just feel so distressed I want to pull my hair out by the roots.

I feel extremely vulnerable.

All of a sudden to get all of this attention, and to be away from home and working all the time was hard. I was on planes all the time. I didn't see my friends. I cried a lot. It was quite terrifying.

I would wake up in Moscow or somewhere else, my heart beating fast, feeling bitter and helpless.

Like everyone else, I've had moments when I've felt that I've been losing my grip.