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Originally Posted by SpottedOwl
(((BNLsMOM))
Can you think back to when you were a kid and ask yourself why you wanted to break your leg? What, in an ideal world, would the broken leg have gotten you? Would it have meant someone was there to take care of you? Would it have meant extra attention? Would it have meant not having to go someplace scary? Would it have been an expression of your emotional pain?
If you can look back to past events when you had these thoughts, it might give you some clue to what you are trying to find now.
Be safe, BNLsMOM. You know you can be hurt - the scrape on your arm is a reminder of how fragile we all are. But at the same time we are beautifully strong and that scrape will heal if you give it the care that it needs.
Many warm and loving thoughts for you.
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I remember I wanted people to love me. I wanted to be accepted by my peers. I wanted to get signatures on my cast and have people carry my books.
Kids made fun of me and I thought that if I were hurt, they would feel bad about being mean to me. I wanted to make them feel guilty.
When I really did break my shoulder (unintentionally) kids made fun of me anyway. Nothing changed.
It seems silly now.
If those are the feelings I have now, (I truly don't know) it seems so immature and childish. I am a grown up with kids of my own for goodness sake.