Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 1:48 am
This is a great topic - ty LOST BUT LOOKIN:
When anxiety disorder triggered in Apr-2005, I immediately took action. I started therapy for the 1st time in my 39yrs w/ a psychiatrist. After starting therapy, on my own, I initiated JOURNALING(to get myself to a place where I could acknowledge/admitt/address/feel/deal w/ a variety of different things). It was when I was able to UNBURDEN myself of various emotions via therapy(20 mths of intense therapy), that I was finally able to see something that startled me & HURT ME: for yrs - many many yrs, I had gone above & beyond giving to others, doing for others, finding a way to MAKE IT HAPPEN for others, putting their needs b/4 my own - forsaking myself - for so long, for me - it became a way of life. I WAS ALWAYS THE 1 THAT HAD "THE ANS" to all of their life's WOES. I was always the one who lent the shoulder to cry on - heck, I cried w/ them & carried their pains as my own. I gave my heart, soul, love, & friendship out to others. You name it, I've done it for them - & to the extreme. As a result, these various people began to EXPECT IT or ASSUME IT of me. Then, when I needed something or help, etc - it seemed folks RAN FOR THE HILLS, lol - literally. Realizing this in therapy HURT MY HEART. I realized, I didn't love me & had no clue HOW TO. I was quite insecure - very much so.
In therapy, I had faced "my father leaving us when I was 5 & never to be seen again + "my mother literally abandoning me". A stranger raised me & I've been on my own since high school(cause this person passed away in my sr yr of hs), w/ no family offering to help me. I remember asking my therapist - crying & shaking, "how do I learn to love myself when neither of my parents loved me?" "How do I find security in self, when I never had it all my life?" I had shed the skins of pain/anger/fear of past events & I had to learn to love me!
Now, when I mention these things to y'all, it is to attempt to convey(in my particular case) what I realized: w/ said facts, no wonder I never learned to love myself & have security of self - I was never given it, nor had I ever learned it. I was frightened beyond when anxiety disorder triggered - it forced my hand & I couldn't work. Yes, I initiated therapy & started journaling. I went back to every therapy session - every week(I never missed 1 session)in spite of the absolute worst pain a single person could feel - honest. I educated myself on anxiety disorder & depress, by reading 16 books. I then was ready to face myself & it was then, I PURCHASED & DID LUCINDA'S PROGRAM. I didn't like the HELL anxiety disorder was making me feel. I didn't like - PISSED ME OFF to be honest - that I was living in absolute FEAR - every moment of every day. Why? what I FELT BACK THEN - was THIS IS NOT HOW I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE - this is not the woman I want to be. So, I fought like hell every single step of the way - I was determined w/ every single oz of my being - to heal/recover fr this "thing" that had befallen me.
1 day in session, my therapist(who was able to see a part of me - that I was blinded to) asked me "you are smart, strong willed, determined - sure. Why do you fight to recover - why are you doing it - why do you even care?". He was using reverse psychology on me, lol. As a 37 yr old women in body - I cried so hard & I said, "cause I deserve it - I am entitled to it to it damnit. I deserve life, love, health, happiness, peace - I don't want this pain anymore & I am a damn good woman". Well, lol, he was smiling so brightly after I said that - I didn't understand why immediately & it got me angry, lol.
I continued to recover, fight like hell, was WILLING to change & I was evolving - I was doing everything in my power. THEN IT HIT ME: because of my background & relative facts, a part of me didn't think I was entitled to love or worthly of it. Yet, & inspite of that, I fought. Why? Every single courageous step I took on my journey to recovery - was a testment to something deep inside of myself that said I AM WORTH IT - I had done every single thing humanly possible TO RECOVER. I was learning to love me. I just didn't see it then. For the 1st time in my life, I was putting ME 1ST!! You see, I realized I never would have gone to such lengths to recover, if I DIDN'T THINK IN MY HEART & BY ME, THAT I WAS WORTH IT.
Learning to love myself, for me, came in various forms: the road to recovery itself & all relative steps involved, facing myself & changing those parts of me that create the anxiety disorder - so that I can live the best life possible, learning compassion for myself, being my best friend, eating healthier, exercising & losing weight(since June-2007, I've lost 45.2 lbs thus far), pampering myself(a bubble bath maybe, a new perfume), making long held dreams a reality(I've gotten literature in the mail fr 2 diff college's - & hubby & I are planning for me to go back to college this year to go for my Bachelor's in Accounting: I have an Associate's/2 yr degree already), surrounding myself w/ great/possible people & friends - w/ the courage to make new friends, my husband & extended family, learning to relax & knowing it is healthy: I don't always have to be busy anymore - I'm not running fr facts - I am not a prisoner to them - for I have faced them, laughing fr my belly - till it hurts & meaning it, hearing THAT SONG on the radio - even when no one is home & dancing like a fool - having fun, lol, my faith: like Carolyn says in the program - I don't have a religion as much of as I have a FAITH: God/Jesus/Blessed Mother Mary ARE MY FAMILY - food my my soul - no matter where I am or where I go - they will always be there, learning to have a more positive outlook OVERALL, & being a part of life - cause I know I am worth it + I am entitled.
You know, as hard as it was to ARRIVE AT: there were events that the child I was went thru that are horrible - its the past & it was never my fault, there are many things I can't change, but I can give myself the life I deserve by loving myself & making these things happen.
LENORE
You know that Martina Mcbride song, I HOPE YOU DANCE? Well, there is a portion of that beautiful song I love - is my compass:
"Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance, I hope you dance"
When anxiety disorder triggered in Apr-2005, I immediately took action. I started therapy for the 1st time in my 39yrs w/ a psychiatrist. After starting therapy, on my own, I initiated JOURNALING(to get myself to a place where I could acknowledge/admitt/address/feel/deal w/ a variety of different things). It was when I was able to UNBURDEN myself of various emotions via therapy(20 mths of intense therapy), that I was finally able to see something that startled me & HURT ME: for yrs - many many yrs, I had gone above & beyond giving to others, doing for others, finding a way to MAKE IT HAPPEN for others, putting their needs b/4 my own - forsaking myself - for so long, for me - it became a way of life. I WAS ALWAYS THE 1 THAT HAD "THE ANS" to all of their life's WOES. I was always the one who lent the shoulder to cry on - heck, I cried w/ them & carried their pains as my own. I gave my heart, soul, love, & friendship out to others. You name it, I've done it for them - & to the extreme. As a result, these various people began to EXPECT IT or ASSUME IT of me. Then, when I needed something or help, etc - it seemed folks RAN FOR THE HILLS, lol - literally. Realizing this in therapy HURT MY HEART. I realized, I didn't love me & had no clue HOW TO. I was quite insecure - very much so.
In therapy, I had faced "my father leaving us when I was 5 & never to be seen again + "my mother literally abandoning me". A stranger raised me & I've been on my own since high school(cause this person passed away in my sr yr of hs), w/ no family offering to help me. I remember asking my therapist - crying & shaking, "how do I learn to love myself when neither of my parents loved me?" "How do I find security in self, when I never had it all my life?" I had shed the skins of pain/anger/fear of past events & I had to learn to love me!
Now, when I mention these things to y'all, it is to attempt to convey(in my particular case) what I realized: w/ said facts, no wonder I never learned to love myself & have security of self - I was never given it, nor had I ever learned it. I was frightened beyond when anxiety disorder triggered - it forced my hand & I couldn't work. Yes, I initiated therapy & started journaling. I went back to every therapy session - every week(I never missed 1 session)in spite of the absolute worst pain a single person could feel - honest. I educated myself on anxiety disorder & depress, by reading 16 books. I then was ready to face myself & it was then, I PURCHASED & DID LUCINDA'S PROGRAM. I didn't like the HELL anxiety disorder was making me feel. I didn't like - PISSED ME OFF to be honest - that I was living in absolute FEAR - every moment of every day. Why? what I FELT BACK THEN - was THIS IS NOT HOW I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE - this is not the woman I want to be. So, I fought like hell every single step of the way - I was determined w/ every single oz of my being - to heal/recover fr this "thing" that had befallen me.
1 day in session, my therapist(who was able to see a part of me - that I was blinded to) asked me "you are smart, strong willed, determined - sure. Why do you fight to recover - why are you doing it - why do you even care?". He was using reverse psychology on me, lol. As a 37 yr old women in body - I cried so hard & I said, "cause I deserve it - I am entitled to it to it damnit. I deserve life, love, health, happiness, peace - I don't want this pain anymore & I am a damn good woman". Well, lol, he was smiling so brightly after I said that - I didn't understand why immediately & it got me angry, lol.
I continued to recover, fight like hell, was WILLING to change & I was evolving - I was doing everything in my power. THEN IT HIT ME: because of my background & relative facts, a part of me didn't think I was entitled to love or worthly of it. Yet, & inspite of that, I fought. Why? Every single courageous step I took on my journey to recovery - was a testment to something deep inside of myself that said I AM WORTH IT - I had done every single thing humanly possible TO RECOVER. I was learning to love me. I just didn't see it then. For the 1st time in my life, I was putting ME 1ST!! You see, I realized I never would have gone to such lengths to recover, if I DIDN'T THINK IN MY HEART & BY ME, THAT I WAS WORTH IT.
Learning to love myself, for me, came in various forms: the road to recovery itself & all relative steps involved, facing myself & changing those parts of me that create the anxiety disorder - so that I can live the best life possible, learning compassion for myself, being my best friend, eating healthier, exercising & losing weight(since June-2007, I've lost 45.2 lbs thus far), pampering myself(a bubble bath maybe, a new perfume), making long held dreams a reality(I've gotten literature in the mail fr 2 diff college's - & hubby & I are planning for me to go back to college this year to go for my Bachelor's in Accounting: I have an Associate's/2 yr degree already), surrounding myself w/ great/possible people & friends - w/ the courage to make new friends, my husband & extended family, learning to relax & knowing it is healthy: I don't always have to be busy anymore - I'm not running fr facts - I am not a prisoner to them - for I have faced them, laughing fr my belly - till it hurts & meaning it, hearing THAT SONG on the radio - even when no one is home & dancing like a fool - having fun, lol, my faith: like Carolyn says in the program - I don't have a religion as much of as I have a FAITH: God/Jesus/Blessed Mother Mary ARE MY FAMILY - food my my soul - no matter where I am or where I go - they will always be there, learning to have a more positive outlook OVERALL, & being a part of life - cause I know I am worth it + I am entitled.
You know, as hard as it was to ARRIVE AT: there were events that the child I was went thru that are horrible - its the past & it was never my fault, there are many things I can't change, but I can give myself the life I deserve by loving myself & making these things happen.
LENORE
You know that Martina Mcbride song, I HOPE YOU DANCE? Well, there is a portion of that beautiful song I love - is my compass:
"Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance, I hope you dance"