Day 14
Rest day
Both LB and Emperor yesterday
I shared in the Emperor thread lately that I’ve not been writing here. Things have been changing. Hiding here is an old norm which I’ve been opposed to. I’m also not confident that creating a new journal would fix anything. Avoiding the issue isn’t solving anything.
But I am changing. Right here, right now I’m facing a slight recon on actual changes that feel good–and part of me is not accepting it. For me, that’s real change. They’re real challenges. That’s exactly what I’ve been hiding from for so long. And I’m finally facing this.
Recon challenges my thoughts, the very ones I’ve used over and over again. It just stands there, asking “Really?”
I’ve been experiencing glimpses of good things that are possible–and these good things are only thoughts and imaginations. And my mind has been fighting them for some reason. That’s my recon.
But truly, I’d give up in years past. I’d assume I’d fail, so giving up on the hope of good possibilities was common.
I just was in a memory of my 20’s, and I now know something. When I couldn’t accept good realities in myself, I’d seek others out, mostly with an unspoken intention for them to see good in me.
That worked, but it left me feeling powerless within, and I began being “successful” at running away from that awareness. --damn. That’s when lying to myself began. Like I enjoyed the success, but I never faced that inner reconciliation.
Wow. That linked to my birth family’s dynamic of “we never solve problems here”. Problems were avoided, ignored, and seen with contempt. That’s where I learned “practiced powerlessness”.
Gonna get up. Feeling sad (listening to love songs too).
I didn’t grow up facing problems. I feel small asking this. Can I solve my life’s problems?
The recon is the young me believing I’m powerless vs. the new me believing I’m flippin powerful. That’s real recon.