Sorry for saying sorry

My adult children scolded me for always apologizing, yes, I said I was sorry for saying sorry all the time.  As a child I was blamed for making people angry, for anything bad happening, and a child does think the world revolves around them so therefore they should apologize for bad things happening.  In divorce…

Facts and Fallacies

The amazing thing about exploring human condition and choosing to change my life is tumbling through facts and fallacies, or often the case of opinions dressed up to look like facts.  One of the difficulties I have with the “Law of attraction” is that it is easy to punch a bazillion holes in it.  I…

Brains lie

Hardest thing for me to accept about myself is my brain lies to me.  What I believe is the truth isn’t always true.  Another blogger shared her experience with her brain lying to her.  Her experience of contemplating suicide may be triggering for some people.  However, if suicide is starting to look reasonable, please, seek…

Calming yourself (part 3)

A post on Facebook led to a link to an article with 49 phrases to use to calm an anxious child.  I am going to explain how these can be used to calm an anxious adult, especially yourself:  (My inner child needed lots of calming, especially when I was in counseling and remembering my past.) …

Calming myself (part 1)

A post on Facebook led to a link to an article with 49 phrases to use to calm an anxious child.  I am going to explain how these can be used to calm an anxious adult, especially yourself:  (My inner child needed lots of calming, especially when I was in counseling and remembering my past.) …

New way to view abuse

This is from Facebook.  I read it and reread it.  Then I put it in a draft on my blog to give me time to reconsider if this is helpful or discouraging.  It certainly made me think, a lot. Awareness of childhood sexual abuse “When we embrace the dirt of our lives, tapping into the…

Perspective

Facebook works like email used to, it brings me inspiration and encouragement everyday.  I cheer with family and friends that are making steps forward and mourn with those that are hurting.  I chose pages that lift me up and friends that share pages that lift them up.  Today is a poem that I first saw…

Little boy

Two version of: The Little Boy by Helen Buckley Once a little boy went to school. He was quite a little boy And it was quite a big school. But when the little boy Found that he could go to his room By walking right in from the door outside He was happy; And the…