Not half a day goes by and I am not thinking of you. I can not help obsessing over the fact that, what you and I, want for you, creates a conflict between us. I have days when I have zero control over the hurt I experience when Flash back of images that you tried [...]
Not half a day goes by and I am not thinking of you. I can not help obsessing over the fact that, what you and I, want for you, creates a conflict between us. I have days when I have zero control over the hurt I experience when Flash back of images that you tried [...]
The first word that comes to mind, when I think of you today. Is a word that some parts in me have wanted for so long to exclude entirely out of my system and want nothing to do with yet some other parts in me used as a warm comfortable protective blanket. Yet this four [...]
In my IFS session yesterday I tried to connect with one of my little parts who seems stock in a certain setting. This setting was created to match the level of pain dad was in and that way he didn’t see me as a threat and that way I was safe. As I approach the [...]
Why did they not let us go with the one who loved and wanted to genuinely all heartedly care for us? Our grand parents, ants,uncles? What makes two parents to not want to protect their children from the hatred they feel inside. What makes a parent to not want to protect his children from the [...]
You are all alone, no one wants you with your dark secrets, that is a ghost in me who delivers these bitter soar messages. I hear them in my head every single time someone shows up with their imperfections or with an attempt to open their heart to me. Behind the words no one loves [...]
When strong feelings come up I immediately get into thinking. My mind start chatting away to match the intensity of what I feel. It usually is about something I did wrong that I have to figure out how I can correct, then punishment has to follow. Punishment is suffering and isolation. Or something someone did [...]
Yesterday I watch the documentary on Netflix “I just killed my dad” . A lot of light bulbs turned on in my head as the story developed. One thing I notice that was really confusing and disturbing, was how drugs and alcohol becomes “the problem” or “the reason” or perhaps the excuse for abuse. Of [...]