When you grow up in a home environment where punishment is harsh and
dished out indiscriminately, you learn to expect punishment from everyone. Every time someone asks you a question,
"Where are you from?", your immediate internal response is 'what is
the right answer, why do they want to know'.
The simplest tasks and interactions with others take on gargantuan
implications.
It took me years to understand why I had irrational responses and
clutches of fear in my relationships with others. I had to learn that punishment was not always
part of the process, in fact, many questions have no right answer, most people
don't expect you to read their minds, most people forgive mistakes, and most
people don't think you know everything already.
I also grew to understand that when people are asking me questions it
is because they want to know about me or something I know. I am aware of why I feel the instant of fear
when I make a mistake or forget something. I know where I come from and how
that has molded my personality and character.
I see the upsides and the downsides.
Self knowledge has been vital in
helping me to grow.
And all that understanding doesn't make a bit of difference in how I
feel. I still feel the fear, I still
have to take a deep breath to answer questions.
I know that there is no punishment, not really, and not from
anyone. It's all internal. The crazy critical voice I hear in my head is
not mine and it's not speaking my truth.
I know I cannot quiet that voice, but I can dim it. It gets fainter and shouts out less often
now. I am able to counter it with my
voice, my belief in love, forgiveness, acceptance and understanding. I continue to practice hearing the message of
love and understanding and you know what? It gets louder and stronger every
day.
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