It’s been one of those days where things have gone kinda wrong and you start to question the “why”? Just when things are looking up and BAM – you get the reminder from the universe that you’re just a pawn in a game. The game of life and you have no control. Bummer, because I’m pretty sure I’m a nice person and I deserve nice things to happen on occasion . . . right?
As I write this, to publish later, it’s 2:56 a.m. and I’m experiencing another one of those sleepless nights that some of us struggle with. I’m actually visiting a friend right now, so not at home, and popping open the laptop to entertain myself seemed like a good idea.
The first thing I see on my news feed is another school shooting, this one in Georgia. Mercy, this really needs to stop but you feel helpless. Also, you read this and your minor troubles seem just that, minor and selfish. But does that make them go away, or make you feel better?
Not really. Then I scroll through FaceBook just for filling the time and I come across this below. A message from the universe? Maybe, but did seem to strike a chord so I share someone else’s words and thoughts.
It’s now 3:04 a.m., think I’ll try to sleep again, but in the mean time, enjoy the share below. Thanks for being here.
“The inability to receive support from others is a trauma response.
Your “I don’t need anyone, I’ll just do it all myself” conditioning is a survival tactic. You needed it to shield your tender heart from abuse, neglect, betrayal, and disappointment from those who could not or would not be there for you.
From the parent who was absent by choice or by the circumstance of working three jobs to feed and house you.
From the lovers who offered sexual intimacy but no offered no safe haven that honored your heart.
From the friendships that always took more than they gave.
From all the situations when someone told you “we’re in this together” then abandoned you, leaving you to pick up the pieces when shit got real, leaving you to handle your part and their part, too.
From the lies. The betrayals.
You learned along the way that you just couldn’t really trust people. Or that you could trust people, but only up to a certain point.
Ultra-independence is a *trust issue.*
You learned: if I don’t put myself in a situation where I rely on someone, I won’t have to be disappointed when they don’t show up for me, or when they drop the ball… because they will always drop the ball sooner or later, right?
You may even have been intentionally taught this protection strategy by generations of hurt ancestors who came before you.
Ultra-independence is a preemptive strike against heartbreak.
So, you don’t trust anyone.
And you don’t trust yourself, either, to choose people.
To trust is to hope, to trust is vulnerability.
“Never again,” you vowed.
But no matter how you dress it up and display it proudly to make it seem like this level of independence is what you always wanted to be, in truth it’s your wounded, scarred, broken heart behind a protective brick wall.
Impenetrable. Nothing gets in. No hurt gets in. But no love gets in either.
Fortresses and armor are for those in battle, or who believe the battle is coming.
It’s trauma response.
The good news is trauma that is acknowledged is trauma that can be healed.
You are worthy of having support.
You are worthy of having true partnership.
You are worthy of love.
You are worthy of having your heart held.
You are worthy to be adored.
You are worthy to be cherished.
You are worthy to have someone say, “You rest. I got this.” And actually deliver on that promise.
You are worthy to receive.
You are worthy to receive.
You are worthy.
You don’t have to earn it.
You don’t have to prove it.
You don’t have to bargain for it.
You don’t have to beg for it.
You are worthy.
Worthy.
Simply because you exist.”
– Jamila White
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