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Originally Posted by geez
My journey began just by acknowledging that part of me. The part I hated to even look at. I made a painting of what that part of me looked like and how it fit with the rest of me.
I was angry at that part of me and after I worked through the anger I got to a level of acceptance and love for that part of me. Know when I think of her I am hugging her instead of locking her away in a dark closet. I now take her with me to be a part of my whole self and give her the life and love she deserves when she didn't get that in real time growing up.
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Thanks for sharing about your journey. I like what you said about painting that self. For me, I feel some sympathy for this part of me. I did want to give her credit, and T and I did. I see her from afar and in some sense, am proud of her. But yet I didn't feel she deserved my hug. So there is a lot going on. I think when one feels ambivalent, one is near movement. When it is all black and white, it is harder to get out of that. I feel ambivalence.... It has promise.
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Originally Posted by geez
Note: My emotions are still a work in process :-)
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Can definitely relate to that!