As I grow older I realize safety is the ultimate luxury. Can I let you inside of my head without you judging me? Can I share my world with you? Can I trust you to be there when I fall? or to be still when I fall back? Will you keep what’s special between us—between us?
when i groom myself the “we’ll have you! washed and dried! primped and polished til you glow with pride” part of mulan floats around my head. it’s nice
@Theholisticpsyc "Vulnerability is the core, the heart, the center of meaningful human experiences."
- Brené Brown
"To share your weakness is to make yourself vulnerable; to make yourself vulnerable is to show your strength."
- Criss Jami
Our nervous system doesn't give a sh*t whether we've intellectualized our way to why a situation or person "shouldn't " feel dangerous. It knows what it experienced once upon a time, & it knows what this situation smells like.
It takes more than "logic" to resolve trauma.
When we were rejected or abandoned by the people who SHOULD have been there for us, we internalize that sh*t-- & can spend years oscillating between sadness & anxiety.
That kid-self inside us needs to know it wasn't their fault (because it WASN'T), & that WE won't abandon them.
MANY of us struggle to put words to our emotional pain. We were taught it didn't matter. We were told the problem is we're "too sensitive."
Putting words to our emotional pain is going to feel awkward & unfamiliar at first. It's that way for EVERYONE.
Keep at it.
For a lot of us it sounds like utter horsesh*t that we could EVER be loved or valued for who we are, as opposed to what we can do for someone.
It takes awhile to get used to this RADICAL idea that we don't have to "earn" the right to safety & dignity.
(We don't, you know.)
“I’m sorry you feel that way.”
1). No they’re not.
2). It’s not possible for a human to feel or experience an emotion toward grief/regret while dismissing their role in how the person is hurting.
3). Seriously, they’re not sorry.
No one changes for someone else. "I'll become the man you need" or "I'm doing it for my kids" is glorified in movies because we're sold codependency as love. People change for themselves after they hit rock bottom. Change for others doesn't last.
An unhealed person carrying decades of emotional pain has an distinct energy. You can almost feel the rage bubbling under the surface from the needs that have gone unmet and the abandonment that hasn’t been processed.
Just a reminder that Pat Tillman, the man in the ad the NFL just opened the Super Bowl up with, was shot in the head by his own men in an intentional friendly fire incident after he became openly critical of U.S. war efforts (particularly in Iraq).