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Normal kids have good memories, solid attachments, support.
Abused kids have nightmares for memories. When we close our eyes, we see a real boogie man, our abuser
Even now, at 69, letting my mind wander into memory has awful consequences.
Life is a battle, constantly letting go of bad memories, coming back to this minute.
I can win that battle if my PTSD is inside my window of tolerance.
Twice in my life, when an old trauma exploded, my window of tolerance disappeared. Intrusive thoughts overwhelmed my being for a couple of months.
Memories can trigger our nervous system or support other triggers firing.
Remember, while meditating, we hook up to our divine self, our core, our true self, our soul.
It is the shining light of power for our being.
It is perfect, everyday since birth.
Abused kids, it is our “Ego” that is severely flawed not our true self, our soul.
With my old trauma exploding recently, I see how damaged my “Ego” is.
Subconsciously, he has always felt so unworthy, a failure, unredeemable, to his core.
Much of this is below consciousness and remains there without inner exploration.
I have been unaware of many habits, carrying a damaged “Ego” is my greatest failure.
That is shame!
Since we create our “Ego” my plight is not permanent.
We can change our “Ego”
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