What’s so difficult about my personality is that I scold and curse myself much more than anyone else does; if Mother adds her advice, the pile of sermons becomes so thick that I despair of ever getting through them.

[…] Sometimes I’m so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.

— Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl, Penguin Books (2008), p. 315-316, 1947