Showing posts with label believe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label believe. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 January 2013

Who Am I...


We all question ourselves. What we are doing with our life, how we react to situations or interact with others, how we could have done something differently, and this is OK. Reflection is good and can be positive to our working life and personal relationships.
What isn't good is when we take these questions and start picking away at the little pieces that make us the person we are. The more picking and over thinking we do, the more self destructive we become. The person that we think we are starts to overshadow the real person within, the authentic person.
I know I talk too much :)  I also know when I get excitable or stressed/anxious I talk too quickly. I can be a bit hyper, in your face, like a coiled spring.  I have a problem with my memory sometimes and have great difficulty in getting the words out that I want to say. I also have a bit of a lisp and blink too much and a bit of a nervous sniff. Something again which will get worse If I am stressed. All these things I have grown up with, are part of me and despite trying I have been unable to change.  Throughout my childhood I was very conscious of these things because they were constantly pushed in my face, either at home or school.  I grew up believing they were not normal so therefore I must not be normal and didn't fit in. Even as an adult going back to that environment these feeling came back.
There are many situations growing up, many from School that I won't dwell on which gave me the belief that I wasn't good enough, that I was stupid, ugly or not worth it.  I can still heard the words to this day in my head. I had very little belief in myself or my abilities.
Over the years these are what would come back to me in conflicting situations, times when I thought I could have done better, times when I thought I had done 'wrong.' How easy it was to be taken back to being a little girl again......
As a child I accepted this, but as an adult I began to question?  The way I treated myself was appalling. Would I have treated a good friend of mine in this way? No. So why did I do it to myself.
I was basically doing what I had learned.  from here began a vicious circle of self-hatred, abuse which would continue on and off until I had the courage to accept myself and forgive......









Saturday, 29 December 2012

Advent Calendar. Day 17. Santa :)

You and Santa
Share the memories
good, bad and ugly!


"I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six.
Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph!"
~ Shirley Temple ~


I have no memories as a child of visiting Santa or believing in Santa. I'm sure I did, but I'm just too old to remember!!
I do however have fond memories of my Son and Santa.
Apart from the real Santa, there is of cause his helper.  He would be taking up 'shop' in the centre of a shopping precinct, surrounded by cheaply wrapped boxes dumped in a sack labelled 'girls' and another for 'boys.'  The costume would consist of a felt suit, rather tired looking beard and wig, a bell which had lost its jingle and was more Doh than Ho!!  
Despite constant reminds to our young children not to talk to strangers we would then allow our little treasure to sit upon his knee and accept a gift.  If you were a girl you would receive a plastic doll, often naked with 'poseable' arms and legs, Boys would receive a car or toy gun.  I am glad to say some things have changed.
When my Son was around the age of 5 I came across one of Santas helpers in a store who did home visits. He was a little expensive but worth every penny.  We arranged for him to visit Christmas Eve and leaving the front door ajar he came in whilst Toby was getting ready for bed.
I wish I could have bottled the feeling I had when I saw Tobys face. It was magical.  The magic fizzles slowly when the Children stop believing and it all starts to become commercial
This year with the help of a friend I got that feeling back.  I have had my 3 small nieces and young nephew staying over the Xmas period all who still believe in Santa.  
My good friend Glyn did his Santa visit in an amazing outfit Xmas eve to 4 very surprised children. Kyser was so shocked he jumped straight onto my husbands lap and banged him in the unmentionables!!  Poor Kev.  It was the perfect start to a wonderful Christmas.








Friday, 28 December 2012

Advent Calendar. Day 15. Miracles

DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES?
What do you find to be miraculous?




“I am realistic – I expect miracles.”
~ Wayne W Dyer ~

Some would say the fact that I am alive is a miracle. Being born prematurely weighing little more than a bag of sugar, fighting for your life and surviving against the odds is surely a miracle.  Spending many years of your life not caring for your body and to come out the other end still well and fighting, is that a miracle or having strength and faith in yourself?
I have need to believe in miracles, I believe in myself.


Miracle on 34th Street (1947) Quote (About gifs faith common sense black and white belief)




Tuesday, 11 December 2012

Advent Calendar. Day 9. I Believe.


"Just because something is unbelievable -
does not mean you shouldn't believe it.
Put another way, some things are worth believing in,
whether they're true or not."
~ Jeb Dickerson ~


I Believe...
One day I will meet those I have loved and lost,
I Believe
 you when you tell me you love me,
I Believe
 one day I will love myself as much,
I Believe
despite how nasty you can be there is some good in your heart,
I Believe
one day I will forgive you, 
I Believe
trying and failing is better than not trying at all.
I Believe
Recovery can happen if you really want it.
I Believe in Life,
I Believe in me,



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