Diana-M
Beloved Grand Eagle
Been having a lot of rough nights lately. Symptoms acting up while I’m trying to sleep. I figure my subconscious is on overdrive.
Woke up this morning with really painful feelings, but I didn’t know why. I tried to remember my dreams, but couldn’t. Then, the memories came. They were from my divorce, years ago. That’s probably what my brain was working on all night. Trying to bring this to the surface.
So, I journaled. And instead of regular writing, I decided to have a written conversation with the person I was during that time. Let’s call her Tough Girl. I asked her questions about how she was feeling—what she’s mad about.
She told me that she was the one who got me through the divorce, being a broke single mother with three little boys— harassed by an abusive -ex. She showed me the memories of her toughness. It all came back.
Turns out, Tough Girl is mad that she did all that work back then; she helped me survive, protected me, and now I never let her out of her “cage.”
As I talked with her, I remembered what it was like to be her. I wasn’t afraid. I was always ready to fight. I didn’t settle for “No.” I made things happen. I got knocked down and got right back up.
I wondered what the cage is that she doesn’t like.
Then, I thought of this. Some years ago I started going to church. I had a spiritual revival, of sorts. I became meek and mild. I began to think that being a Tough Girl is a bad thing, so I stopped being her.
Today I put two and two together. When Tough Girl got caged, coincidentally, that’s when my symptoms came. (It’s not the only reason.)
Another interesting thing: when I got my symptoms I stopped going to church because it’s “too hard” to get there physically. (Or is it?) Maybe my brain gave me symptoms to slow me down and force me to sort this out.
Tough Girl does bring a lot of powerful energy to me that’s been missing in my life. Is there a way I can uncage her and still have my faith? I hope so!
As it happens, after this talk with Tough Girl today—my symptoms have been way down.
Interesting, isn’t it? Sarno said to find what you’re mad about. Sometimes it’s not what you think. And sometimes it takes a while.
Anybody have a take on this?
Woke up this morning with really painful feelings, but I didn’t know why. I tried to remember my dreams, but couldn’t. Then, the memories came. They were from my divorce, years ago. That’s probably what my brain was working on all night. Trying to bring this to the surface.
So, I journaled. And instead of regular writing, I decided to have a written conversation with the person I was during that time. Let’s call her Tough Girl. I asked her questions about how she was feeling—what she’s mad about.
She told me that she was the one who got me through the divorce, being a broke single mother with three little boys— harassed by an abusive -ex. She showed me the memories of her toughness. It all came back.
Turns out, Tough Girl is mad that she did all that work back then; she helped me survive, protected me, and now I never let her out of her “cage.”
As I talked with her, I remembered what it was like to be her. I wasn’t afraid. I was always ready to fight. I didn’t settle for “No.” I made things happen. I got knocked down and got right back up.
I wondered what the cage is that she doesn’t like.
Then, I thought of this. Some years ago I started going to church. I had a spiritual revival, of sorts. I became meek and mild. I began to think that being a Tough Girl is a bad thing, so I stopped being her.
Today I put two and two together. When Tough Girl got caged, coincidentally, that’s when my symptoms came. (It’s not the only reason.)
Another interesting thing: when I got my symptoms I stopped going to church because it’s “too hard” to get there physically. (Or is it?) Maybe my brain gave me symptoms to slow me down and force me to sort this out.
Tough Girl does bring a lot of powerful energy to me that’s been missing in my life. Is there a way I can uncage her and still have my faith? I hope so!
As it happens, after this talk with Tough Girl today—my symptoms have been way down.
Interesting, isn’t it? Sarno said to find what you’re mad about. Sometimes it’s not what you think. And sometimes it takes a while.
Anybody have a take on this?
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