You are most welcome Jac.
I would repeat those words a thousand times if it would help. It's not your fault. It was never your fault. It was their behaviour. They deceived, lied, manipulated, twisted, abandoned, violated, etc, etc, etc. A thousand times over I would say this (but people would maybe get bored after awhile eh??

). I want it to stick Jac! I want you to feel it!! Believe it!! Know it!! Because it's true and no matter how many times they try to fix it to look or sound otherwise......what happened......happened tooooooooooooo you.....not because of you......not by your doing!! It was their actions.
I'm going to share with you something that I've decided lately. I've always had a real hard time accepting compliments. Honestly. People say nice things to and about me sometimes and I thank them and then....brush those words off sort of. As if.......I don't believe them. Well, actually.....a lot of the time....I don't take the words to heart or really interalize them or believe them. I don't feeeel good inside or let the good effect of their good words sink deep. Why? Why do I do that?? I've been thinking quite a lot about this.
Yet......someone can unsult me......say something mean......hurtful.....rude.......and what do I do? I take their words right in! Soak them up like syrup! The words hurt! I let them hurt. I am sooooooo good at absorbing the crap!! A master!! Why? Why is that??
I've been thinking and I've decided. For some reason......I must not think I'm worthy of praise?? I must not feel I deserve it. I must have some .......unconscious switch that deflects the compliments but accepts the crap!! Jeepers!! That's ridiculous, isn't it??
Because consiously....I really think I'm ok. I believe I'm not perfect but I'm ok. I have some good in me. A lot really (and some bad too). And I consciously think I believe I'm worthy.
But it's that unconscious junk.......the stuff I don't know about.....the buried stuff.....that.......frigs me up.
Big time!!
So......I've decided. I want to fight that unconscious feces and I'm determined to do it too! (Stubborn you know?). Yep. So now.......I'm consciously fighting the junk my unconscious brain keeps trying to impose on my awareness.
And I swear........the good things people say to me.....I'm going to write on a piece of paper and put them in a jar. I'm going to thank them graciously but also........work......at pulling out those slips of paper (watch...now......the jar ends up empty!!! hahahahaha!!!). .......take them out, look at them, tell myself I am worthy, it's ok to accept the words, to feel good, tell myself I did good, and if I have to paste them into a collage and study it every day.....to get my unconscious mind to take a hike from rejecting the good......I will!!
And also.......instead of sopping up every negative thing people say ........I am going to try really hard to ask:
"I wonder what's up his/her arse?" and not immediately let their words go directly to my heart and feel pain.
What's the point? Maybe it's similar for you (or many people). Maybe being abused....no matter what type of abuse.....is degrading? Maybe the shame inflicted....for what we think we tolerated......for missing cues......for allowing ourselves to be lead along......for all the thoughts about what we might have done to stop it....to prevent it......whatever......maybe all of that.......gets sucked into our unconscious brain and whispers sweet nothings to us....every time we try to believe otherwise. And maybe the unworthiness we feel......can be combatted? Maybe...part of the abuse is the actual damage done to that part of our brain???
And maybe......it will help you.......me........whoever........to take a stand against it. To start sending
conscious messages to our brains.....messages that refute those untruths and that unworthiness.
Because the truth is.......it wasn't our fault people abused us. We did not do the behaviours. And we have nothing to be ashamed of. That shame......I believe......is toxic and is what poisons so much.
And I want nothing more than to send in the antidote.
((((((((Jac))))))))

Sela
PS: I'll have tea please, with milk. And a low fat muffin. Trying to drop some pounds eh.