Henrik Ibsen’s 1896 play John Gabriel Borkman was a massive hit when it first appeared on Scandinavian stages. Basically it’s the sad story of Ella Rentheim, a poor woman whose lover, the ambitious John Gabriel Borkman, leaves her in order to marry her far richer twin, Gunhild.
At one point in this play, Ella explains eloquently to Borkman how his departure shattered her self-esteem.
“There was a living, warm, human heart that throbbed and glowed for you. And this heart you crushed. Oh worse than that! Ten times worse! You sold it. … You have murdered the love-life in the woman who loved you.”
She also explains something that many of us know firsthand, all too well: that having low self-esteem can make it very difficult for us to love not only ourselves but anyone or anything else.
“I have lived my life as though under an eclipse. During all these years it has grown harder and harder for me — and at last utterly impossible — to love any living creature. Human beings, animals, plants: I shrank from all. … And yet I was not like that when I was young; that I remember clearly! It is you that have created an empty, barren desert within me — and without me too!”
It’s an old play, written by a 19th-century Norwegian. But it’s still being performed on the London stage:
And for good reason. Because haven’t we all, at least once, felt a little like Ella?