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7 Steps to reclaim your power

  1. Avoid blaming someone or something else for your negative feelings. Nothing and nobody has the power to control how you think and feel unless you let it.   2. Don’t blame yourself for not being in control. You’re doing the best you can.   3. Be aware of when you’re playing the victim role. Learn the clues that tell you when you’re not being responsible for what you’re being/doing/having/feeling.   4. Get to know your biggest energy –…

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See them as they are, not as how you want them to be

    I see you.   You’re the one that sees the potential in everyone.   You’re the one that gives people leeway for how they’re behaving, because you know the shit they went through in the past.   You know that people usually only hurt people when they are also hurting deep down.   You let them off when they behave badly, because you see the pain in them and know they didn’t really mean it.   One day…

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Have compassion for others who feel broken

  I read an amazing post today written by a survivor of an abusive relationship which I really resonated with.   She talked about her behaviours in that relationship that other people would have judged her for – drinking to self-medicate, feeling unhappy, not being her best self.   She said that some friends didn’t get it as they didn’t see the lie she was living, with others seeing him as Mr Nice Guy and her the Drunken Idiot.  …

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Are you a love addict in a codependent relationship?

A codependent relationship is a love addiction where we seek to prove our worth by helping people with broken wings.We’re drawn to addicts and under-functioners who’ll depend on us emotionally, financially or in some other way.Many of us who find ourselves in this kind of relationship have a history of neglect, abuse, or family addiction in our childhood.If we aren’t allowed to show our feelings to the adults around us, or how we felt wasn’t validated, this leads to limiting…

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