The last few times I thought about posting here, I decided I was too grumpy and whiny to post here. And you know what? I'M STILL GRUMPY AND WHINY. So, maybe I'll post and get it all out
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Good Things often come along with both fears and baggage. Any good thing can, in one way or another, be lost. Good things can inspire a lot of fears associated with impermanence.
Good things also do weird things with our brains. A lot of emotions are held back from us, up until such time as we are stable enough to really feel them. What this often means is that good things make us feel good enough that our brain says, "HEY! You can feel this awful thing now! YAY! I'm helping, right?!?"
The important thing is to see the emotions for what they are: an emotional bruise from the big impact of a Very Good Thing. It's okay if you can't work on your beliefs about yourself in the immediate future; the key is not to believe it when you feel down on yourself. Those critics need shin-kicking; ignoring them is okay util you have the energy to kick their asses.
Oh, and if you want me to shin-kick some of your inner-critics, I've got ass-kicking boots at the ready.
It'll be OHkay. I think it's like a stress knot in the mental back. It's been there so long that you don't know what to do when it's not being added to. But it will take a bit for that damned thing to unwind enough to be massaged out by success, happiness, and a sense of comfort.
Comfort's scary after all the craziness you've worked through. A part of your mind is going, "Comfort?! What am this crap? It's a traap!" When the rest of your mind is glaring at the part going, "Oh my gosh man. Chill the f' out." Internal mayhem and conflict result.
Kind of like when a friend first starts rubbing out that knot: It hurts like a biiiitch. But eventually, that little bugger will be soothed out. I vote you throw some more comfort and smiles at the thing. And hugses. Plenty of hugses. Oooh PR snuggles too :) They're awesome for that.
Cause you're the badass mommy, and you deserve it, dammit.
Thanks lady! Did a ridiculous amount of work on all fronts today (XR, CC, Alliance, and real paid work)... so hopefully that will calm some of the craziness. Literally went through more than 400 emails in about five hours - it's amazing what stress and hyperfocus can do for productivity.
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Good things also do weird things with our brains. A lot of emotions are held back from us, up until such time as we are stable enough to really feel them. What this often means is that good things make us feel good enough that our brain says, "HEY! You can feel this awful thing now! YAY! I'm helping, right?!?"
The important thing is to see the emotions for what they are: an emotional bruise from the big impact of a Very Good Thing. It's okay if you can't work on your beliefs about yourself in the immediate future; the key is not to believe it when you feel down on yourself. Those critics need shin-kicking; ignoring them is okay util you have the energy to kick their asses.
Oh, and if you want me to shin-kick some of your inner-critics, I've got ass-kicking boots at the ready.
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**hugs**
It'll be OHkay. I think it's like a stress knot in the mental back. It's been there so long that you don't know what to do when it's not being added to. But it will take a bit for that damned thing to unwind enough to be massaged out by success, happiness, and a sense of comfort.
Comfort's scary after all the craziness you've worked through. A part of your mind is going, "Comfort?! What am this crap? It's a traap!" When the rest of your mind is glaring at the part going, "Oh my gosh man. Chill the f' out."
Internal mayhem and conflict result.
Kind of like when a friend first starts rubbing out that knot: It hurts like a biiiitch. But eventually, that little bugger will be soothed out. I vote you throw some more comfort and smiles at the thing. And hugses. Plenty of hugses. Oooh PR snuggles too :) They're awesome for that.
Cause you're the badass mommy, and you deserve it, dammit.
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