I have a love/hate relationship with self-help/personal-growth books… On the one hand it is helpful and gratifying to know that it is possible to make it through the darkness and thrive on the other side of it all… on the other none of them really give you the view from the pit. It’s ugly here and no-one wants to look at it. Many of them give the briefest of descriptions of the ‘dark days’ and then focus on their steps/ideas/practices that got them out of the mess they were in. I want to see the pit… did life feel as despairing & hopeless to them as it does to me most days? Were they breathing in and out through lungs filled with un-heard screams? Was the pit every bit as deep and dark and ugly as it feels to me today? I would like to know the view from the pit… Then I can feel better about my chances of making it out alive.
Tag Archive: surviving
I’ve noticed lately that I am getting more comfortable in my sadness. I am so often sad but I generally hide it behind a mask of fake polite smiles and small talk or jokes. Lately I just allow myself to sit in the sadness… to allow the emotion to wash through me…to wash over me and pass on. I have found that by allowing myself to actually feel the emotion it can run its natural course and I am free to feel other things, like joy, anger, passion, fear… I’ve been numb for so long – numb and lost and I’m ready for that part of my life to be over. I am ready to feel… to feel everything – even if it hurts. Live is too precious to miss. I am tired of running – tired of hiding – tired of protecting bullies and abusers. I will not live my life in fear. I will not hide and pretend that I do not see the evil in the world. I want to do it all… I want to sing, to run, to fight, to dance, to paint, to play, to make a big mess and laugh… I do not want to spend the rest of my life in stasis. I’m ready to rise up. I want to twirl in the yard with my arms flung out and my face to the sky. I want to sword fight with sticks and I want to seek out beauty every day – in every place I am. I want to take long walks by moonlight again and not be afraid… I want to live my life again… and to think… it all began with me allowing myself to be sad… allowing myself to be.
I’ve been absent from the electronic world for quite a while now… I’ve been working on a wonderful book called “The Courage to Heal: A Guide for Women Survivors of Child Sexual Abuse” by Laura Davis and Ellen Bass. It’s a wonderful therapeutic tool with several writing and meditation exercises. This book has taken me on a journey though my anger, my pain and my memories. Through it I am finding connections to my past in many unexpected places and through many maladaptive coping mechanisms. I am learning to identify survival techniques that helped me claw my way out of hell but are no longer serving me now. I am learning to honor those defense mechanisms and to release them. By no means have I “arrived” but for possibly the first time in my life I am consistently traveling on the road to healing. If you will permit me I would like to share more of that healing journey with you through sharing my journaling from this wonderful book as well as my writing exercises from it and an honest look at my anger and fear and the relinquishment of the same. May love and peace find you-may it find me as well.
This is my plan:
I will dream again. I will stop this pathetic “safe” settling and fight for my future again. I will not be afraid of my own success. I will not hide in the shadows any longer. I will step into the light and bathe my face in the warmth of a tomorrow with promise. I will be passionate again. I will be alive. I will be that girl who drove across the country alone at the drop of the hat and explored the desert. I will be the woman who worked two jobs to pay her way through college. I will be there for my family. I will be a good mother. I will love and support my husband and children and woe to anyone who dares to hurt them. I will protect my loved ones and fight for them. I will leave this shell behind.
I will get back to me.







