…ugh. I was doing so well, and then there was that moment when I realized that I set myself up. Of course this would be the outcome. Why wouldn’t it? Maybe all the good earlier this week was the Universe’s way of preparing me for failure. At least, that’s what it feels like right now. And I’m not ready to go out again. I’m not ready to do that. And yet, I have to again tonight. Awesome.
And then there was that….
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"We don’t forgive the actions another person has chosen, because it was never our job to judge the person for those actions in the first place. Instead, we forgive when we acknowledge our common humanity with everyone, even the person we feel the most entitled to condemn. In this spirit, we can even forgive ourselves, no matter what we’ve done or how guilty or shame-filled we may feel. We, too, deserve love. Forgiveness is no favor. We do it for no one but ourselves. We simply pay too high a price when we refuse to forgive. Lingering resentments are like acid eating away at us. Rehearsing and re-rehearsing old injuries robs us of all that is precious. Shame never liberated a single spirit. And self-righteousness never softened a heart. Can we afford to perpetuate such self-destructiveness? Surely we can make better use of our time and energy. Although we may despise what others have done, if we keep in mind that everything we are now trying to do has the goal of healing us, we are bound to decide that the best thing we can do for ourselves is to forgive."
It’sa true! via
….to lean towards him with love, and to view him as a child in hopes that this will alleviate some of my anger, resentment, and need to be right. But he is a child, and he refuses to grow up. And yet, the expectation is for me to grow up and to continue to pander to his every want and need, even through the temper tantrums. And what of my tantrums? And better yet, what of my growth? If we were to live by his rules, him included, then he would be asked to meet me at my growth point and be held accountable. Or, conversely, I would be allowed to digress to his stage and be loved through it. But, I am not loved through it - I am judged and asked to grow even more by thinking not of myself but of him…as a child.
So then she told me….
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