healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Control your emotions, don't let them control you! 3 simple steps to take before you react.
Let me start by saying first I am a huge believer that you have a right to feel what you feel and you should ALWAYS listen to your gut and follow your heart. BUT the problem so many times our emotions take over and we lose track of our real gut feeling or our real feelings in a situation. Keep in mind emotions and feelings are not the same thing although we get them intertwined. You cannot win and attack any problem when you are led by your emotions. If they are leading some how the situation always gets worse and some how it never gets us where the hell we were trying to get in the first place. Truth is, when emotions come up its usually something that at the root is very important to us.. so the EXACT time we need to shut them up and let US take the lead and not them. We should all stand up for ourselves and not shove things under the rug.. but stand up for what you want or feel you deserve without losing the battle before you even start. These steps can only take a few minutes, even if it sounds like they will not, get past the first step and the rest come quickly and even more quick as we train our minds. Come on now, isn't the whole reason we disagree or argue is because we want to win the disagreement. These tools get you so much more of what you want and they are simple first steps.
By NB6 years ago in Motivation
My rapid weight loss fueled by anxiety and self-hate
I hadn’t worn shorts in years...many many years, like 20 years!! I’ve always hated my body, even in high school. Yeah yeah yeah, I’ve had a singleton and a triplet pregnancy, but that wasn’t any excuse. In the before photo, I weighed 228 lbs and wore a size 18. As of this morning, I’m 159 lbs and a size 8 - that’s a 69 lb weightless! (I’ve lost more since this photo, 1 more pant size). Want to know how I did it?! I’m about to tell ya...
By Carime Paige6 years ago in Motivation
Drown
Water had always been an element that lives with a never-ending love/hate with itself. Its dual nature can heal, but it can also ruin. It can't be labeled, nor it's traits compared to anything else. It is absolutely unique. From the very first droplet, it was quite remarkable. It has the power to nourish and revive. It can bring life to the desolate. It can be used as a gateway to other lands. It can be contained and controlled and utilized for amazing things. On the opposite end of the spectrum, water can destroy. It can tear apart the sturdiest of structures. It can overflow. It can decimate. It can penetrate the tiniest space, and with just a trickle, it can take over with unapologetic force and disregard for the things in its path. And though water can be contained, it can also find a way out. It is as loved as it is feared. When it was needed, it was shown appreciation and acknowledged as a gift from the gods. When it was not, it was blamed, and soaked up, and displaced, and shown a level of dislike usually reserved for the truly awful things in this world. Water felt at war with itself and struggled with itself. It tried to be just enough. It found that this was not possible. It was either too little or way too much. Its own force started to weaken and lose the desire to exist. It didnt care to be something so wild. So unpredictable. So impulsive. When given the opportunity to question the Creator, it did so. "Why did you make me as I am? I dont know where I belong. I'm loved for half of what I am and hated for the half I can't change. Nothing in this world accepts me completely. How can I continue, knowing that my place in this world is only acceptable as long as I control what I have no chance at controlling?" The Creator took in a deep breath, and a single tear rolled down one . It fell, landing on the dirt, and it was quickly absorbed. "My friend. Countless eons of time were spent on planning when I first imagined you. Your birth took more time and energy than anything else I've made. You were never meant to conform. You were meant to be wild. Carefree. Reckless. Clean. Unyielding. Beautiful. Because I had nothing to compare you to, you are now and will always be an anomaly. The fact that you are at odds about who you are means that you've listened to others negativity, which almost made you lose yourself. You will never be completely understood because understanding something without limits can't be done. You are every possibility. You are the answer. Those lucky enough to have you may never appreciate you, and those who live without you will never see you beyond their own needs. The reason I entrusted you with this is because you are the only one who could handle this struggle. You are going to battle yourself as long as you believe there is something to battle. When you accept that you are perfect as you are, you won't need anyone to accept you. You will be accepted though, by those who truly see you, because you come from a place in this world that is in everyone and everything. Because of your existance, other things can survive. You are a reminder of life and death, of everyones fear of the unknown. And so yes, you will always be outcasted by the majority. But a few of my creations will always accept you. The earth, the fire and of course the air that swirls around. So, although you may only find a true home with a handful of other things, it is there that you will be completely wanted, needed, loved, cherished, honored and accepted for every complexity of your nature. And this is how I intended things to be. I made your path difficult so that you would ultimately see how valuable you truly are and only give yourself completely to the things that were worth the cost. And when your truest nature finally reveals itself to those who can truly see it, you will see just how priceless the pain you felt really is. This pain will make you see the exquisite pleasure of being who you really are. In this realization, you will find the peace you have always deserved.
By Kaci Oswald6 years ago in Motivation
Food, will you marry me?
I didn't always have a positive relationship with myself. I've always remembered hating my body and comparing myself to others. I also used that hate and beamed it towards others. It's so wild uncovering layers about yourself. Never realising most of my troubles and worries stem from something deeper. I learned that I comfort ate frequently. I'd eat when I felt those unwanted emotions like sadness, shame or loneliness. Dealing with those difficult emotions you need a safe place you can unload all those boxes and therapy was the place for me. Sh*t is daunting and uncomfortable. Sometimes we have to dig deeper and ask more questions. Like every human; I put labels on things like food; there was 'unhealthy' and 'healthy'. There were times where I would put myself on a certain diet. Go cold turkey from all the 'unhealthy' food like chocolate or packets of chips. I've honestly never stuck with a diet. It always made me want to die. I restricted myself from certain foods that I found enjoyable. Which made me unhappy and expanded my self-hatred.
By Merichel Sanchez6 years ago in Motivation
Dealing with Trauma
Once upon a time there was a little girl who was just 5 years old. Five years old and staring up at her mom as she held an icepack to her eye and watched her mom look for her makeup cover up stick. If it was not a black eye.. it was bruises upon bruises to cover up before school. "Walk in and smile and after school I'll take you shopping". Every day was the same. Every night seemed to get worse. Six years of age, she became bulimic because while eating dinner her mother would scream at her about how much of a failure she was or how much she should have never been born. Dinner became a nightmare, what once was food was now just something she could never keep down because her nerves and stomach would never let her. The only safe place was her bed.. when mother went to sleep and would finally relax. Remember how most little kids would think monsters come from under their bed? well most of the time the real monster would awake from the master and come storming into the bedroom and grab the girl by the hair and drag her to the hall where she would sleep on the cold hard floor because .. even under the bed could not save her. Over the years things didn't remain the same, they got worse and worse. Nine years old, Fifty-Eight bruises, a broken ankle, Five bite marks on her bottom and else where.. Free at last. A teacher at school finally spoke up and decided to take action before it was too late. The child went into custody and went with her long lost father.. she had met him a few times but not enough to remember his face. The little girl faced the next years of her adolescence jumping back and forth between the drunken mom and the absent father. If your under the age of 16, you cannot legally chose which parent you want to live with, therefore when mommy dearest seemed better.. it was safe to say she got her little girl back. Wasn't until the little girl turned 18 years old until she finally found freedom. But freedom isn't free.
By Megan6 years ago in Motivation
Medical Miracle
My name is Ashley and I am someone that has had a first hand lesson on how tough and cruel this world can be...... I first arrived in Australia in 2008 to attend my sister’s graduation. I was mesmerised and impressed with what I saw and I told my parents that I would return to Australia as a University student, I was 14 at the time.
By Ashley 6 years ago in Motivation
Afraid of Myself: a non-binary life
My days as a writer began when I couldn’t put the thought in my head into words that made sense. I would always write in journals or diaries, questioning everything. Who I was, what I was... but I never could never really get myself to read what I was writing and think about what I was thinking about. I was afraid. I still am.
By Riri Danziger6 years ago in Motivation
not yours, not his, but MINE
I didn't understand why my nightmares and flashback were recurring again. I told myself 'it happened years ago and that I should be over it by now'. Little did I know that trauma imprints in our body/nervous system; till we are ready to consciously heal it. Everybody has their definition of trauma. Just because something might not be traumatic for you it doesn't mean it isn't for someone else. The impact trauma has on a person is huge. Just because it happened years ago doesn't mean a person has healed from it. It's common to have a delayed reaction. At the time I dealt with the amount I was ready to process. As I grew up my views and beliefs changed. I learned and experiences new things. There's only an amount of time where you can numb, distract or hide yourself before it catches up with you again.
By Merichel Sanchez6 years ago in Motivation
Feeling lost in a big world of expectations
My Life didn’t turn out the way I planned. I look at my peers and I compare myself to them. Here I am without the social expectations of what’s normal for my age. I’m 43 and I’m still waiting for my turn. I want the marriage and the lifestyle to go with it, but for whatever reason I was chosen to create my own path. I didn’t have a baby, or stay in a marriage, or even in relationship, I’ve gone job to job wondering why can’t I be like him or her who has the life I want. As much as I wanted to fit in, I had to bush wack my own path while I watched others sail past me in their fancy cars with two kids and a dog.
By Hilda Mollenhoff6 years ago in Motivation
This is How Art Saved My Life
When I was a child, I used art to tell my story when words hurt too much to carve into being. I flung paint onto the canvas like a madwoman in those days. My voice was slick oil, dusty charcoal, broken lead smudged into corners. My tears were watercolors, trailing rainbows into taunt linen. Animals of all kinds, real and imagined, were sculpted to life by any pliable medium within my grasp. No errant flower petal, table napkin, or blade of grass was safe from my ever creating and nimble young fingers.
By Toni Tails6 years ago in Motivation
Ground 0
When I first learnt the meaning of success, I had spent most of my life in just about every form of conflict. Conflict and damage is a product of either ours or someone else's failure to let go of something inside. We all find ourselves in a state of conflict at some point in our lives. What's important about mental, spiritual and physical warfare is our ability to take something from it and become better. An over comer sees the mistake and understands the consequence enough that they do whatever it takes to avoid making the same dilemma.
By Wade Raudi O'Brien6 years ago in Motivation
