This is not my fault

Serenity 2022-03-17 09:01:01

Watching "Good Will Hunting" a few days ago, the psychiatrist sean in the film will repeatedly repeat to this young genius who has never been willing to open up his heart to anyone and make changes: "That is not your fault... That" is not your fault" "That is not your fault..." "That is not your fault"... finally forced Will to the corner to hug him and wept bitterly. The ice in my heart for many years is completely melted at this moment.

How is this a magical sentence? Will is a mathematics genius that has been seen in a century, but he fights, steals, clubs, makes a bunch of gangsters, and is willing to be the least skilled manual labor construction worker, and he is not willing to go to the National Security Bureau or other companies to do a job. A decent and promising job. A famous mathematics professor discovered him, took him to do scientific research, and see a psychiatrist, hoping that he would not waste his talents in vain. It's a pity that Will never cooperated. This makes it difficult for mathematics professors to understand and do nothing. Yes, how can he understand? He walked on a completely different path to success and fame. Even if he knows that Will has been an orphan since he was a child, that his host family has always abused him, and that his stepfather always beat him... But all he hopes is that Will can heal his mental illness and use his talents where needed. . For Will's unwillingness to cooperate, he always hates iron and steel. Will and his girlfriend love each other so much, but Will still has no way to share his life experience and family with her. He follows the "normal path" his girlfriend wants him to take, and would rather separate and stick to his own dignity bottom line. Fortunately, this time the mind catcher appeared. After gradually establishing trust, Sean categorically told him: This is not your fault. Yes, no matter how people want him to be different from what he is now, it is not his fault. No matter how different his values ​​are from them, no matter how unworldly ideals he pursues, it is not his fault. This simple sentence finally broke through Will's strong psychological defense, giving him the first real understanding of the world.

At this point in the film, it has been crying. Suddenly I understood my heart knot for so many years. At this moment, how I hope there is such a soul catcher who can point to my nose and tell me loudly: "It's not your fault!" Tell me that the unhappiness I have had for so many years is not my fault, tell me the one who loves me most. It’s not my fault for people to leave me. It’s not my fault to tell me that I’ve never got what I want. It’s not my fault to tell me that I’ve never met the right person. It’s not my fault to tell me that others always get what they’ve been pursuing easily. It’s not my fault that I’ve never had happiness before. It’s not my fault to tell me that no matter how hard I try, I can’t change my situation in vain. It’s not my fault to tell me what I am today... All condemnation is left to myself, I think I always do something wrong or not perfect, why I always live in deep regret all day long, thinking that it is all because I made the wrong decision or chose the wrong encounter ? Why do I have to live so unhappy as if I have been cursed by heaven?


Actually, this is not my fault.

this is not your fault.

This is not our fault.


But,

who is to blame for this?

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Good Will Hunting quotes

  • Lambeau: You're angry at me for doing what you could have done; but ask yourself, Sean. Ask yourself if you want Will to feel that way, if you want him to feel like a failure.

    Sean: Oh, you arrogant shit! That's why I don't come to the goddamned reunions, 'cause I can't stand that look in your eye. Ya know, that condescending, embarrassed look. You think I'm a failure. I know who I am, and I'm proud of what I do. I was a conscientious choice, I didn't fuck up! And you and your cronies think I'm some sort of pity case. You and your kiss-ass chorus following you around going, "The Fields Medal! The Fields Medal!" Why are you still so fuckin' afraid of failure?

  • Chuckie: [in a bar] I didn't get on Cathy last night.

    Will: No?

    Chuckie: Nah.

    Will: Why not?

    Chuckie: I don't know.

    [yells across room]

    Chuckie: Cathy!

    Cathy: What?

    Chuckie: Why didn't you give me none of that nasty little hoochie-woochie you usually throw at me?

    Cathy: Oh, fuck you and your Irish curse, Chuckie. Like I'd waste my energy spreading my legs for that Tootsie Roll dick? So go home and give it a tug yourself.