|
Post by tnr9 on Jan 19, 2024 16:06:06 GMT
The above, while used in a different manner by my mom, has been so very freeing. For decades…I thought I was so responsible for things that had absolutely nothing to do with me and for which I had no control….letting that go has been a huge, refreshing sigh. I no longer have to try to figure out another person in order to keep them happy or alternately, prevent them from being angry. I no longer have to try to be perfect or hide mistakes thinking they are bad or wrong. I no longer have to try to fit in or keep goofy, silly parts hidden because other people don’t enjoy those parts like I do. I don’t have to prove myself to anyone…I don’t have to take on anyone else’s feelings, I don’t have to personalize or make mountains out of molehills….i can simply be me…and allow others to be them.
|
|
|
Post by happydaze on Jan 22, 2024 18:52:58 GMT
In the same vein, I learned radical acceptance. I would describe it embracing and letting go at the same time.
For whatever reasons, I became the fixer who feels he may fall off the edge of the universe if he doesn't bear the weight of every planet and problem.
Perhaps the hardest part of this for me is forgiving myself, for accepting what I did or did not do in the past which in many cases worsened my life, and even the lives of others.
|
|