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This is where I live. In my head and my heart with a bit of soul thrown in.

This is to share and wonder, not bully or claim righteousness.

Recently I have been liberating myself from old chains built by my mind. To survive I decided that being nice and helpful was distracting enough to giive me time to run away. I have been running ever since childhood, to hide and feel safe. 
Not being an uncommon strategy used by others I thought I would go over some events that cause an "old" reaction and then how I needed to edit my thinking about the situation.

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The first incident that comes to mind is a lack of proper communication on my part. I was told by my sister Cathe that I would be helped by her financially since I had seemed to need this. I thanked her for her help and listened to her instructions about not telling siblings and waiting for her call that Friday for the particulars. I was excited and started to think of my finances as hopeful but not get too anticipatory. Friday came and left, Saturday, Sunday and I was devastated. She is dependable, Did I do something to displease her or is she using money power to show me she is dominant? What my life mate suggested was that "Does she just like to f***ing with you?" I started to cry and he told me we were fine before this offer and we would be just great without it. I calmed down and quit feeling like a victim. I had to live my life as best I could and not depend on family to help. I was way too quick to want to be taken care of and I realized this was old behavior. I quit being pissed off and thought "I don't think she is mad at me. Matter of fact I truly believe she loves me in her own mutated way." so I quit fussing. I decided to look ahead and remember I am loved.
The money came from her a few weeks, to a month, later with a note apologizing for the delay. I never told her how hard this delay had hit me and never asked her what or why the whole incident took place. I am grateful for her concern and help. I also have a hard time seeing good in her when she really deserves it. She bullied me as a child and that image of her has persisted in my life view. She isn't a child and neither am I anymore. I need to say thank you without a barb attached to it and am finding it hard to do. It is much easier to stay emotionally calloused than to soften my heart to ones that have hurt me. Past won't be past until my whole soul lives it. Gotta walk the talk. One of those times I need to not say what I feel as much as what the good part was about the whole thing. Wish me luck.