I don't usually feel anger... but last night I did. It didn't last long, but it was strange... to be so conscious of it.
I was so determined to not let it get stuffed away or morphed into a different form...
but this time I had to choose to let it go.
Poppyseed, what you've written here is the same for me, I think. It was possible to make that choice to release the anger because I have taken some solid, positive steps toward caring for myself in very practical terms. This time, I didn't try to make it go away because it isn't "nice"... or "right"... but more because it doesn't fit. It's like an accessory which doesn't match my new outfit?
Very cool.
This is the greatest thread... thanks all.
Looking forward to hearing more... on shame, too.
Love,
Carolyn
