When someone obtains peace and serenity, this shines a bright spotlight on others’ own unhappiness making their discomfort even more apparent.
The strange part about a person’s lack of trust is that it often comes from not trusting themselves.
Teenagers can spot hypocrisy a mile away and here I was telling them how to cope when they witnessed the shambles of my own life and how I was living.
With improved coping skills forged through my midlife crisis, I now listen first and do not control, and I allow these now adult children to come to their own conclusions about what they want for their lives.
As a parent who raised his children in dysfunction, I know the parental wounds my children received were not intentional; often they were my best expression of love, sometimes coming out sideways, not as I intended.
Sitting on the hot seat of change requires much courage, patience, and persistence.
When you wear a mask, you are not real.
It is one thing to know about your dysfunctional habits but quite another to change them.
If you are looking for love under rocks or bringing home water moccasins, you might be confusing love and pain.
If we want to improve, first we have to recognize our own maladaptive coping skills, called codependency, then change.
When you journey inwardly exploring yourself, a sense of personal trust begins.
Children naturally believe without question and absorb knowledge at an incredible rate; since there is no other frame of reference; they believe their parental reality, true or false.
Change is hard, difficult, painful, and often messy
We ardently desire to take down our masks and say to the world, “This is who I am…and I am okay.” This is simple…not easy.
Being real is being true to you.
Change is threatening to the status quo.
People pay a dear price when not dealing with the powerful emotions.
Acceptance” is the most beautiful word in the English language.
Like an empty bucket, my soul rings hollow when empty vibrates with emptiness … hollow sound of loneliness. Every cell in my body does not want to be alone. My loneliness is frightening … an all consuming thought.
No matter how I want things to stay the same, no matter how discomforting change can be, I am stuck with the certainty that all molecules vibrate; all things are in constant motion; and change will happen. I can either accept that truth or suffer dep...
For example, I can doubt that 2 + 2 = 4; however, my doubting does not change the equation. When I test out that formula and find that it is true, then that becomes my reality. How can anything become real until it is tested in the crucible of doubt?
