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/><category term="I Honor You" /><title>Recovering from Abuse</title><subtitle type="html">By healing victim-consciousness, we end victim-hood.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3897830357253772269/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>JaqStone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587788620292498199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bo6Tmwb5Sx0/TxncaKdf8MI/AAAAAAAACck/FvtdYLzd-Kw/s220/JaqStone.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9liVcLoF1A/Txp3X4gy9VI/AAAAAAAACrA/GOdt6P6pP8Y/s1600/Sig+Mike+Bleach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9liVcLoF1A/Txp3X4gy9VI/AAAAAAAACrA/GOdt6P6pP8Y/s400/Sig+Mike+Bleach.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A great deal of our social programming works at turning us all into people-pleasing, insecure, doormats. I’ve worked really hard to derail that programming in myself, but now I’m seeing it in my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He’s eight years old and a very loving, compassionate little boy. He wants everybody to be happy. Unfortunately, he goes to public school with kids who come from dysfunctional and abusive families and they see him as an easy target. Don’t get me wrong, my son can defend himself when he really needs to, but most of the time he doesn’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aside from being punished at school for defending himself, my son has learned that no one there will support him in stopping bullies. They just tell the kids not to do it again and the kids keep right on bullying. It seems like a hopeless situation for a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like any child, my son also wants to be liked by the other kids. Some of the bullies consider abusive behavior part of playing. It’s what they experience at home so they think it’s normal. They only want to be friends with kids they can hit, kick, and push around. My son picked up on that fact pretty quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It breaks my heart every time I hear another story about a boy hurting my son and he says, “But he’s my friend.” How can I get through to him that friends don’t treat you that way? I’ve tried teaching my kids by example how friends treat each other. I constantly remind them that no one has the right to put their hands on them or hurt them. I tell them they deserve to be treated with kindness and respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sad truth is that many of our social institutions send constant messages that we have to take what is being dished out and not complain about it. We’re supposed to turn the other cheek, look the other way, don’t take it personally, and get over it. How on earth is a child supposed to learn to be a kind and respectful adult with this kind of programming? No wonder so many people think that being a nice person means being a victim, or at the very least a doormat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-6300853907356208430?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those who told you that you were worthless did not know you. They couldn’t see you. They were wrapped up in their own feelings of worthlessness and projecting it onto you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Knowing that we can help someone else, that we &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; helping someone, is a powerful way to boost our self-esteem and get motivated to move forward with our life. The first step is to recognize what we have to offer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many abuse survivors end up volunteering in shelters as a way to give back and support others. That could be anything from sweeping the floors, to filing, teaching interview skills, or providing transportation to interviews and jobs. Perhaps you could exchange child care for training or simply share resources and encouragement. It doesn’t have to be in a shelter and it doesn’t have to be just volunteer work. You have every right to be compensated for your skills, but volunteering can be a way to get started and further develop those skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we think about what we can offer to someone else we begin to see our own value. We begin to feel our own worth and know that no one can diminish it. The more we feel this, the more capable we feel to step out into the world a make a new life for ourselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What are &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;your&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; skills and talents? How can you use them to support or encourage others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-2407362867374635079?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our society has programmed us to believe that we are victims of others, of institutions, and of circumstances. It has benefited those in charge because it keeps people feeling helpless and powerless, so they are easy to deceive and control. It is not in the best interest of the very powerful in our society to have self-empowered citizens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we accept the belief that we are victims, we subconsciously claim that for our reality and life must show up to fulfill our belief. I’ve lived the truth of this statement over and over again. What I have only now come to understand on the deepest level is that when we see ourselves as victims we step out of the driver’s seat of our life and give all our power away, especially our power of choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The secret weapon of the victim program is blame and justification. That’s what keeps us locked into the role of a victim. On the surface it appears clear that one person, or institution, has mistreated another and we say the victim is justified in blaming the abuser. Yet blame and justification keep the victim in the role of a helpless victim. The only way out of this role is to break the blame habit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter what has happened in our lives up to this moment, we can declare that from this moment forward we take full responsibility for everything in our reality, without judgment. That’s a big piece of the puzzle. It can be very easy to simply shift blame from others to ourselves. We must get out of blame altogether. We cannot change our lives as long as we give others the power over our lives by making them responsible for any part of it. When we take responsibility, we take back our power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we no longer believe ourselves to be a victim, abusers will find no space or opportunity to victimize us. They won’t even perceive us in their reality. There will be no “victim vibe” drawing them in. Even better, when we are no long living as victims ourselves, we will no longer be creating that consciousness in our children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-2919824644833709955?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s all a ploy to keep us in the dark, distracted, and out of our power, exactly as any abuser does to his/her victim. The fact is that we have been abused as a people by our social leaders for so long that most people have an unconscious belief that they are helpless, powerless victims. Nothing could be further from the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The beauty of the Occupy Wall Street movement is the declaration by the masses that we will no longer stand by and be abused, especially by those who are sworn to serve us. I see a parallel with abusive families where the parent(s), the ones who’s job it is to nurture and protect the children, are the greatest source of harm to the children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe in and support this nationwide, and beyond, movement out of victim-hood, but I also know that we each as individuals must stop allowing abuse on any level, from any person or organization. We are sovereigns, all of us. We are magnificent beings of infinite potential, and we all deserve to be honored and respected. We absolutely do have the right to demand honest, kind, and fair treatment … from everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The door has been opened wide in the world for all people to declare, loud and clear, “I will no longer be a victim!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-5544717465862084412?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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All our lives  we’re told what needs improvement in us physically, emotionally,  mentally, and spiritually. Heck, we have a huge industry called "self-improvement." I couldn't  begin to imagine how many teachers, authors, and speakers are out there  telling us how to "fix" ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What if we're not broken or flawed at all? It is only this insistence on fixing what’s  wrong with us that creates the illusion of imperfection. If we stop  trying to fix ourselves our natural perfection will be revealed.  Realize  that you have been programmed from birth to believe that you need  fixing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Parents and teachers are quick to tell us what's wrong with us and how we 'should' be. Friends can put enormous pressure on us to fit in, letting us know when we are not worthy of approval or acceptance. Then we get into the workforce and find more things about us that are just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;
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Adult relationships can be the biggest reinforcement of early beliefs that we are faulty and insufficient, especially if we get into dysfunctional, co-dependent, abusive relationships. We tend to get into relationship with those who confirm what we believe about ourselves, so these destructive relationships are showing us how we regard ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you believe that there is something wrong with you, not good enough, broken, or bad? Please choose to see the falsehood of that belief and discard it. It’s just not  true. You ARE already perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-6895975396116453499?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, take  the pressure off yourself to constantly ‘improve.’ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relax and let  yourself just BE. Doesn’t that feel good?! You can feel that good every  day, a moment at a time. When you’re in the bathroom in the morning, look  into your eyes in the mirror and say, “I am enough!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Say it to yourself as you're drifting off to sleep.  When you hear criticism, judgment, or blame, repeat it again even if you have to do it silently. Say it out loud to yourself while driving, cleaning, or doing yard work. If you catch yourself being hard on yourself, that's a perfect time to affirm, "I AM enough!" Resist the temptation to say, "I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; enough" because that gets into judgment and comparison, which is counter-productive.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd love to hear about your experiences and any shifts that occur after using this simple technique for a week. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-1270673551937611043?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A  friend was in prayer on this very subject when a voice said to him,  “What are you willing to let go of?” At first, he thought it was about  giving up material things to pursue his dreams or letting go of  relationships. When he told me about it, I received guidance to tell him  that it has nothing to do with material things.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What we have to  give up is what we’ve used to identify ourselves. We have to let go of  our fears and old programs. Judgments, attachments, and resistance need  to go, too. No part of being a victim is who you really are. Do you have unresolved or suppressed guilt, shame and anger? You  can’t take that with you into the life of your dreams. They don’t fit.  YOU don’t fit in your ideal life when you’re holding onto those things.&lt;br /&gt;
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I  was the middle child in a dysfunctional family. Everybody picked on me  and I got blamed for everything. That programming came with me into  adulthood, along with heavy doses of guilt, shame, fear, and resentment.  All of that became part of who I am, in my own mind. They were part of  my identity. In the truth of my being, the me that fits into my ideal  life, none of that is true. It’s not who I am. As long as I carry those  self concepts, I can’t live my ideal life. I have to let them go.&lt;br /&gt;
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What  emotions or memories are you carrying as part of who you are?  You can write down or think about everything that defines you and your role in life to discover all that you're holding as part of your identity that is 1. not true, and 2. preventing you from changing your life.  Attachment to material things can also limit us, but not nearly as much  as attachment to resentments and judgments.&lt;br /&gt;
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How we judge other people  gives us a look into how we judge ourselves. We need to look at them and  clear them. Who we really are is something we experience. Judgment only  comes into play when we are not being our real selves.&lt;br /&gt;
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How we judge  situations gives us clues to our relationship with life and what we  believe about how life treats us. Those judgments and beliefs must be  cleared and released before we can realize the life of our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, what does it cost to have your ideal life? Everything that hurts you and everything that says you are less than the perfect, infinite being you are. That’s what you have to give up. Are you willing to start now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-8304613306929569351?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We all know what it feels like to be judged by others, and it doesn't feel good. That's actually kind of tricky. When the judgments of others hurt us, it's because we are judging ourselves and their judgment found resonance with our own. That's where the pain comes from. It's the waking up of our own self-judgment.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have  you ever noticed how much you judge yourself? It’s easy to see all the  ways other people judge us. We’ve experienced it our whole lives. What  about the ways we judge ourselves in our head? Just try looking in a  mirror and not thinking anything judgmental! Judging ourselves is a form of self-abuse. Haven't we had enough abuse? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I’ve  known for a long time that I still judge myself, and pretty harshly at  that. It’s taken quite a bit of work to cut back on that, but it still  happens. Judgment seems to run on auto-pilot because I’ve been doing it  for so long. Becoming more aware of my thoughts and emotions has helped  put a stop to some of it but not all. Then I asked a question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Who  would I be without judgment? The answer didn’t come right away so I  kept asking. I probably asked about 10 times over the course of 2 days. I  was driving back from town today, not thinking about much more than  putting groceries away and doing laundry, when the answer began to show  itself. It wasn’t until after a couple hours of writing that I realized  that I had experienced the answer to my question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Who  we are without judgment is whole, healthy, wise, creative, playful, and  unlimited. We are beings of pure consciousness, expanding with each new  experience and awareness. When we judge ourselves, or anything else, we  create distortions of the truth within us, and that’s painful. In  energetic terms, a distortion of truth causes dissonance in vibration.  Think of an orchestra with one or more instruments playing off key.  That’s what judgment does within us. The more we judge, the more  disharmony we create.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What  if you never criticized yourself again? What if you could look at  everything in your life and let it be what it is without judging it? How  much freer would you feel? How much happier would you be?&lt;br /&gt;
Who would YOU  be without judgment?&lt;br /&gt;
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The kitten in the photo was a stray that we took care of for a while. She had a broken tail, had been abused by several neighborhood kids, and we later learned that she was deaf. With all those imperfections and experiences of abuse, you'd think that she would be timid and defensive. She wasn't, at all. She was loving, affectionate, playful, and as confident as any palace cat. Why? The kitten did not judge herself. She was who she was, with no apologies required. In her mind, she was as perfect as any other cat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-4775990567758005623?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Every person to whom  you extend kindness, compassion, forgiveness, or even a smile is lifted  up because you were there. You may never know how deeply you affected  someone just by being you, but know that everyone you encounter is  blessed by your presence in their life.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may feel at times that you are broken or defective, but I assure you that nothing could be further from the truth. Who you are, exactly as you are, is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you open your heart today and take this in? Will you allow yourself to feel that you ARE valuable and a contribution to the lives of others? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-2386251639573856378?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nature doesn’t make the plants all exactly the same or make any of them wrong for being different than others. Animals don’t appear to do that either. Humans seem to have a strange fixation on making everything stay within a limited range of how they expect things to be, especially other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those of us who have gotten into abusive relationships thought so little of ourselves that we didn’t see how the other person diminished us, or didn’t know we had any other choice. I think a lot of that comes down to all the times someone pointed out what was wrong with us, how flawed we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When a doctor discovered that I am dyslexic, it was a diagnosis that there is something wrong with the way I see. Essentially, he and society said that I was made with flaws. I was lucky enough to find a specialist who explained that my eyes and optic nerves are not defective; they just work differently than most people. The same can be said for the way I see the world with the “eyes” of my mind and heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;How have people made you defective? I invite you to look at every supposed fault or weakness and find the special gift or talent it is and how it makes you special, not broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-1264229988886624482?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The first criticism is usually, “How could I be so stupid?!” We can be really harsh about the mistakes we made, starting with choosing that person in the first place. Then we get angry at ourselves for not seeing the early warning signs, for staying with the abuser, for forgiving them and giving them another chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it’s time to put down the baseball bat! Stop beating yourself up. You’ve gotten enough of that already. The last thing you need right now is to become your own worst enemy. To the contrary, it’s time to be your own best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Start with accepting the truth that you did the best you could with what you knew and where you were in consciousness in EVERY moment of your life. You really did, so give yourself a break. Now you’re here and it’s time to heal. That begins the moment you decide that you don’t deserve to be mistreated ... by anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The next step is to become aware of the chatter in your mind. When judgmental thoughts pop up, tell yourself “that’s not the truth.” Catch your judgments of others too, because those are often reflections of something you judge within yourself. The less you judge, the more you will heal, and fall in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-4997528193314487084?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As long as we believe on any level that we deserve to be punished, life will fulfill our belief. People will be drawn to us who are abusive in some way or circumstances will develop to give us the punishment we subconsciously believe we deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Do you know if you have this destructive belief? If you’re not sure, look at your life. How do people treat you? How do situations work out for you? The evidence of our beliefs always shows up in our lives, and especially in our relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Our ability to receive without guilt is a good indicator of our subconscious beliefs because if you believe you deserve to be punished you will not easily accept rewards, gifts, or even compliments. How do you feel when someone pays you a compliment? If it makes you uncomfortable, there is much more at work here than simple low self-esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Those that punished you and convinced you that you deserved it could not see you for who you really are. They were simply passing on what was taught to them because they didn’t know what else to do. You did not then and do not now deserve to be punished.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please take into your heart that you have always done the best you could with what you knew in that moment. You are not here to meet the expectations of others or be controlled by them. You are here to show the world your own version of love in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-7887734492793187370?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A child came to my door today. I didn’t know his name. He stood there trembling, tears streaming down his face, trying to speak while he held his head. He wanted to use my phone, but what he needed was so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A gentle touch, a kind word, and to be heard… while we waited for the sheriff and paramedics to arrive. This 11 year old boy was beaten by his mother from head to toe. “It happens all the time,” he said, with staggered words through panicked breath. A glass of water and a hand on his shoulder were all I could offer. I wondered if he’d ever been touched by anything other than anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder now if he’ll ever know the gift he gave to me today. A gift of service, yes, and the privilege of being there for another, but more than this. In the presence of his pain I felt my own. In his need for love I found more love in my heart than I knew was there. I have prayed for help and guidance to live as love more in the world and this child showed up to answer the call. His suffering broke my heart … open enough that love could rush in and fill all the broken pieces in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The boy will go live with his father now and the other kids may also. The mother was arrested when she went to the hospital. Will she ever see the healing that her kids can bring to her? Will she ever let her heart break open in the presence of their love? I don’t know. I do know that when our heart breaks it is an opportunity for healing and an invitation to show up as love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-5739815123907522409?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8vCjISFiRA/TxoxKuoK_fI/AAAAAAAACmc/NHl-UjQA1h4/s1600/Sig+Dynamic+Flow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8vCjISFiRA/TxoxKuoK_fI/AAAAAAAACmc/NHl-UjQA1h4/s320/Sig+Dynamic+Flow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once we accept that we experience being a victim because we have a consciousness of victim-hood, we are able to look deeply into ourselves for answers. We become empowered to find the root of that consciousness and clear it.  By asking ourselves questions, we turn on the light of awareness in areas we may not have looked before. Our perspective becomes aligned with wisdom, rather than fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What if your intention for this life was to dismantle the victim consciousness matrix? What if you were so committed to this goal that you designed a life that would take you deep into the matrix in order to dissolve it from the inside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Think about those questions and see if something inside you lights up. If this is true of you, who does that make you? Certainly not a victim, but a powerful and deeply compassionate being. I believe that many, if not all, of us who have lived in victim consciousness created the experience for this very reason. People have tried to break down the matrix from the outside, but it doesn’t work. You have to understand it, to be intimate with it, to be able to take out its operating system. Dissolve the core, and the matrix will crumble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This perspective puts a whole different light on my experiences and the people who’ve contributed to them. Yes, contributed! How could I get deep into the matrix of victim consciousness without souls who were willing to show up as abusers? I wonder how much love and respect those souls had for me to be willing to play such a painful and difficult role in my life in order to help me accomplish my goal. It makes forgiveness a moot point. There’s nothing to forgive when I realize that every act was in service to my goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-8357720957053456248?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;" align="right" valign="top" width="0"&gt;
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All this resulted in physical and emotional pain and suffering. How many of us hide from our feelings - our pain - and put up with abusive codependent relationships which only aggravate our suffering? In such a relationship with ourselves, no healing occurs.

Jacqueline through her efforts and healing, as well as Divine Grace, began a journey of recovery in spite of the circumstances. Meditation, forgiveness of her partners as well as herself helped. At some points she surrendered to the Divine as well as engaged in much self-inquiry into her past life and her un-conscious negative self-talk. Most importantly, Jacqueline began a journey from lack of loving herself back to self-nurture and feeling worthy.

If you identify with Jacqueline's story, read this book and allow it to inspire you to begin your own healing journey.

Michael David Lawrience&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-7109896315419623622?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAhC9R0I7oU/TxozJL-aPuI/AAAAAAAACms/qJDhFDU1lzY/s1600/933548871214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAhC9R0I7oU/TxozJL-aPuI/AAAAAAAACms/qJDhFDU1lzY/s400/933548871214.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No, this isn't about all the people that have lied to you. It's about all the lies we tell to keep the peace, to stay safe. Today is Father's Day, for those who celebrate fake holidays created by greeting card companies. Anyway, it got me thinking about the father, brothers, and husbands who are not a part of my life. I lied to them for years just so they wouldn't be mean to me, to stay safe.  My father wanted to hear that he was smarter than everyone else, a great father, and that we loved him. Those lies got us temporary acceptance, so it was worth it. My mother taught me well to tell people what they want to hear, not the truth. Oh no, never the truth!&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth in our house would bring instant wrath! If you told the truth about not knowing an answer, you were called stupid. If you told the truth about feeling sad, you were a weakling or crybaby. If you told the truth about disagreeing with my parents ... well, you could count on being humiliated in front of everyone.  For many years, it was extremely difficult for me to disagree with anyone openly for fear of being punished in some way. Lying was a necessary part of life. That doesn't mean it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sure, it was a habit that became quite a skill, but it hurt me inside. It bothered me on every level that I had to lie to someone I 'loved' in order to be loved and accepted in return. When I stopped lying to my husband, our marriage was over.  My ex-husband wants to believe he's a great father, an epic father, but knows deep in his heart that he is far from it, so he needs to hear that lie to be happy. Keeping him happy was important not only for my happiness, but also for my kids so I bought Father's Day cards every year from each of the kids, and me, that told the big lie for us. It worked, and still does. I don't lie to him anymore because I know there's nothing he can do to me, but the kids still do. I taught them well. :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Fortunately for my kids and his, I started speaking the truth before we split up and now his oldest is telling the truth, even when her father doesn't like it. My son, who is only 6, doesn't like to lie but doesn't want to hurt anyone either so he's developed the skill of avoidance or changing the subject. He loves his father, but doesn't like the way he is, so my son focuses on the positive or stays out of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the most empowering things I did in my life is decide not to lie to anyone for any reason. I don't say, "I love you," unless I mean it. I don't say things to soothe anyone's ego or keep the peace. There are times when I say nothing because I don't want to be hurtful or I know the truth would fall on deaf ears, but I don't lie. It's just not worth what it does to my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-5577045599536689484?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For the first year, her step-father was great with her but all that changed when I was pregnant with my son and had a lot of health challenges. My ex had no patience for illness, and no compassion. What I didn't realize right away was that some of the frustration he wasn't taking out on me got unleashed on my little girl.  My ex had 3 kids, 2 girls and a boy.&lt;br /&gt;
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The girls had become best friends with my daughter in daycare and that's how we met. In the beginning, my ex treated my daughter like one of his own. Then she became the unwanted step-child. He was cold to her and always accused her first of anything the kids did wrong. He never apologized when he was mistaken. He punished her for things she didn't do because his son, my nightmare, said she did them.  When we split up, my ex took his kids and my son to ballgames, picnics, and out for pizza all the time. Sometimes while we were still married he did things with his kids but not with my daughter. She was left out and rejected at every turn.&lt;br /&gt;
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I thank God that I ended that marriage when I did because it was hurting my daughter so deeply.  The clearing that she went through yesterday was wonderful because she didn't hold anything back. She just let it all out and I didn't interrupt her or offer a different perspective. Once all the anger and tears had been allowed to flow, she relaxed and enjoyed the rest of her day. She finally released the pain she'd been holding deep inside and setting it free set &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; free.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's important for us to do this, too. What we hold inside continues to hurt us but when we let it out we can be free of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-6467510946697373789?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a guest post from Michael David Lawrience of &lt;a href="http://www.emotionalhealthtips.com/"&gt;Emotional Health Tips&lt;/a&gt;. I found it to be of great value and hope that you do as well.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WH0o7-Rpo7I/TxskIFjlrnI/AAAAAAAACrU/Tg3z7Yyf7LE/s1600/Michael%2527s+Book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WH0o7-Rpo7I/TxskIFjlrnI/AAAAAAAACrU/Tg3z7Yyf7LE/s320/Michael%2527s+Book.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we want to improve our lives, we set an intention of what we would like and then we look for results. We may have visualized the result and taken some actions. Why do our intentions fall short of our desired results? Maybe it’s a little thing called &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;counter intention.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Counter Intention is a belief buried in our subconscious mind, which we hold in direct opposition to our conscious intention. We may for example have intent to weigh less. In the subconscious, we may have a belief if we look good and attract more partners than we will have to be more intimate, yet we fear intimacy. So which intent will win?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our subconscious or counter intention always wins because it has the greater power.  The conflict sets up an energy block within us and since our subconscious has the greater power, we end up getting the opposite of our conscious intent. The energy system within our body changes polarity – a Psychological Reversal.&lt;br /&gt;
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All self-sabotage results from Psychological Reversal. We can compare Psychological Reversal to positive and negative batteries in a flashlight. They need proper installation for the flashlight to work. Polarity change means the positive and negative energy systems in our body have switched which creates the opposite of our conscious choices. Psychological Reversal occurs when our subconscious mind believes it is better for us to keep our chronic pain, extra weight, or bad habit rather than change.&lt;br /&gt;
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The following explains in brief detail how our inner child, Shadow, or victim consciousness may sabotage our success.  Cathryn Taylor a counselor and author of &lt;i&gt;The Inner Child Workbook &lt;/i&gt;explains how our inner child can sabotage us. &lt;i&gt;Our inner child sabotages our efforts to succeed in an attempt to protect us from failure . . . it fears our success! It fears our being too powerful. It is frightened we will get hurt. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-1780962009931871924?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBDIQIJuXAg/TxslUwzCXeI/AAAAAAAACrc/uiygc6-6Zsc/s1600/Sig+Rich+Red+Wire+Swirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBDIQIJuXAg/TxslUwzCXeI/AAAAAAAACrc/uiygc6-6Zsc/s400/Sig+Rich+Red+Wire+Swirl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the past few days, every time a closed my eyes, I saw myself telling my father what I really think of him. It's not pretty. Old anger started seeping through a crack made by stress in my present day life. I've done so much work with acceptance and forgiveness that at first I was really surprised. I thought all that stuff was healed and cleared. Then I started judging myself for not thinking or feeling in a very 'spiritually mature' way. That didn't feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a nudge from Spirit, I remembered that there is nothing healthy about blocking - or judging - what I was feeling. I needed to relax my guard and let my emotions flow. I spoke out loud what I would say to my father if I was brutally honest. While it was all true, it was pretty harsh. I wouldn't actually say any of it to him because it would cause pain, and it wouldn't change anything. All it would do is make me just like him. That's not who I want to be. It's not who I am.&lt;br /&gt;
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Letting it all out without hurting anyone in the process was good therapy, and I feel better. It cleared the air inside my heart and consciousness. It made a space that I can now fill with Light. My wounded inner child was finally heard.&lt;br /&gt;
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At this moment, what I dwell on is up to me because the thing that was screaming for my attention got set free. I also re-learned a valuable lesson. Blocking or denying emotions causes much more pain than expressing them. Setting free what is simmering within us sets &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-2396427165605647547?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My son is in kindergarten. Two boys who were in an argument with my son decided to get him in trouble so they told the teacher he did something that he did not do. No adult saw it and there was no evidence of it. The school decided to convict my son based solely on the word of two other 6-year-olds. His punishment was a full day of in-school suspension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I spoke with the principal and explained to her why it was impossible that my son did what he was accused of. I pointed out that there was no evidence against him. She wouldn’t budge. The message the school is sending to all the kids is that it doesn’t matter whether you did something or not. If another child accuses you, you get punished. Bullies are taking full advantage of this system and using teachers to do their dirty work. I took my son out of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kids are not being given the right to stand up for themselves in school. Teachers and administrators just don’t want to hear it. It’s much easier to punish a child than to get to the truth. I’ve taught my son to take responsibility for his actions but he does not have to surrender to judgment and punishment when he has done nothing wrong. The same is true for adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m saying no to bullies today, no matter how old they are or what position they hold. No bullies. No victims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-1402712576116720179?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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At 6:30 with dinner getting cold I started to get frustrated, then concerned.The girls finally came home at almost 7:00. Another girl in the neighborhood had been chasing them further out into the desert ... with a group of boys in tow. Nothing happened and the girls are fine, but it brought back the memories of what happened to me.

I was 13 and trusted kids my age. One of those trusted friends led me to a group of boys that were waiting in the woods to have some fun with me. I was so naive, just like my daughter. Seven boys molested me, held down at each hand and foot. It hit me hard when I realized what could have happened to my daughter ... at the same age.

She knows about what happened and we've talked about it before, but you better believe we talked about it again. She won't go walking in the desert again without me. It's not that I'm paranoid, but I'm not willing to see my daughter go through what I did. She needs to know what to be aware of and what to avoid. Unfortunately, there are kids who think it's fun to set someone up and watch them get beat up ... or worse. My daughter needs to develop discernment and that will take time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-8424074457875327224?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i-sKMza3pY/TciK3VNJWgI/AAAAAAAACH4/aOAojReAZRQ/s1600/RGRiver+of+Life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i-sKMza3pY/TciK3VNJWgI/AAAAAAAACH4/aOAojReAZRQ/s320/RGRiver+of+Life.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the toughest questions for many of us to answer is, “What do you want?” For many years, my answer depended on what my husband wanted or what I thought others expected me to say. I became so good at it that when I whole-heartedly asked that question of myself I couldn’t answer it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know what you want? Do you know how you want to feel? Really think about it, letting go of any fears that someone will judge you for your answer. This is about what is in YOUR heart. That’s where you’ll find the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What ever your answer is, its perfect for you. The most challenging part of this process is silencing the voice of fear and doubt that almost immediately tells you that you can’t have what you want. It says you’re not worthy of it, you don’t deserve it, or that you’re not capable of creating it. Those are all lies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What your heart wants will never put you in danger. It will always be what supports you, nurtures you, and sets you free. What fear wants is to keep you small and powerless, and its very sneaky about how it does that. One of it's favorite tools is telling you that you don't deserve what you want. The way to get past the fear is to tune into your heart. Give it your full attention and tell the voice of fear to sit down and shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In your heart you will find not only what you truly want, but also clarity about what hurts you and limits or denies your happiness. It’s the greatest and most reliable tool you have. Empower yourself. Get to know your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-1761841957372349661?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It used to be hard to see because it reminded me of my own experiences and brought to the surface those things that still needed to be healed. Now its more that I know they don't have to live that way. No one deserves to be abused. No one. A lot of people don't know that. They really believe that they deserve to be punished and others believe that they have the right (or duty) to punish someone.

I created that in my life for years until I realized that it was all based on false beliefs and other people's incorrect ideas. It took a lot to heal. The joy and peace I experience now is something I wish everyone could know, but they have to choose it for themselves. The self-awareness I've gained through my journey of healing has been so empowering. I have to remember that and realize that others are giving themselves that same gift, in their own time.

I could not have gotten to where I am if someone came along, waved a magic wand, and made all the hurt disappear. Every step was necessary. Witnessing victim consciousness is still tough, but I have to give others the space to walk their own healing journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-818370408091424562?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is the place that I wanted to get to when I started digging into my memories to heal the past. I wanted to be able to look on past experiences without reliving the pain. Being here now feels strange. It’s not the numbness I used to have, but a gentle and compassionate acceptance. I guess it took me by surprise because at some point I stopped wishing I was somewhere else and started working with where I was.

I couldn’t tell you when it happened, but there was a moment that I let go of the dream of a peaceful future me when I would be healed of all my painful memories. That’s probably the moment when the actually healing began. Now here I am in a peaceful me that I wasn’t even sure was possible. I don't feel broken any more, or inherently flawed.

There were countless times that I didn’t think I was making any progress, but there were also epiphanies and great leaps in awareness. The road has been anything but straight, winding through jungles of doubt and over mountains of fear. I know I’m a long way from done, but it feels good to pause and take in the scenery. It feels good to see and acknowledge how far I’ve come. I am so grateful in this moment that I never gave up. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-8506113131501354485?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Since actions speak louder than words a powerful way to develop self-love is by doing things that nurture and support you. Do you have things you do regularly as a way of expressing kindness, caring, and appreciation to yourself?

Shopping is one way that a lot of people spoil themselves, but you have to watch that it’s not an addictive or compulsive behavior and that you don’t use it to create guilt. You’ll get more out of a quiet walk in nature in a special place that clears your mind and lifts your heart. Make that time in nature a higher priority than anyone else for at least an hour.

If you haven’t connected with friends for a while, that would be a great way to tell yourself that you deserve love. Instead of talking on the phone, schedule a time to meet with them in person and just enjoy their company.

I bet you haven’t worn your finest or favorite outfit in a long time. You don’t need a special occasion to wear it because being you is special enough. Put on your most beautiful or special clothes and wear them for a few hours or all day, just because you’re special! See how good it makes you feel.

When was the last time you prepared a particularly wonderful meal just for yourself? I was taught that cooking is a responsibility that a wife must accept and it's something you do as a duty to your family. As a result, I would not cook just for myself. One day I decided that I wanted a really nice meal, like I used to make for my ex-husband. I used the nice dishes and silverware, put flowers and candles on the table, and enjoyed a fine meal made just for me.

One of my favorite ways to love myself is with self-nurturing. I take a long, lingering shower or bath with Lavender oil and then rub essential oils or lotion into my feet. Do this slowly and deliberately, like you would for someone you deeply love. As you massage your feet, appreciate them for all they've done for you. Let that love and appreciation extend to all areas of your body.

You can come up with many more ways to treat yourself with loving kindness. Use your imagination and do the things that bring you joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3897830357253772269-5980195220334407953?l=recoveringfromabuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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