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Inbetween's. 15 months ago

Ive been doing well recently,
feeling good,
treating myself kind.
Today I spoke to someone I love, but was angry with.
I was assertive for once, calm but clear.
Now….

....I feel like crap.

Why do I do this ?
I don’t regret the things I said,
I know that the relationship we have
will get back on track after the dust settles.
Yet still Im weighted by my own actions,
actions that if a friend had done, I would support.
Being your own friend is hard sometimes.



Comments:

Don't be hard on yourself

I think it is hard when we say what we feel because we don’t like hurting others. But on the other hand if we don’t say the things that are causing us problems, then we are hurting ourselves. What to do? It sounds like you handled this in the right way so that’s good. We have to stand up for ourselves otherwise we are only liable to create feelings of discontent deep within. From what I know of you on this site Pinknkit, you do not seem the type to trample over anyone’s feelings. You are supportive and kind and if the person really knows you then they will know these facts too and know where you are coming from. Take care!

Dear flowergirl,

Thankyou so much for your kind words. I feel so grateful for your
support and understanding.
x
It IS so hard to balance and judge what to do ?.
I know from experience when I push these type of strong feelings down,
they end up hurting me and making me ill.
I am struggling with doing what is right for me over what may hurt others.
It is such a tough, long battle :(

many thanks again…...its nice to see you back…..

...and I hope your break was just wonderful. Looking forward to hearing about it : )
x

bp

“Being your own friend is hard sometimes.”
So true Pink.

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Hi bb

thankyou for such a thoughtful & positive post : )

I have made real progress but in this case it was really tough.

I guess Ive finally accepted that before I can
be a good friend I need to be true to myself.
I have struggled so many times with being assertive and mostly given up….to keep the peace. But my own peace was often jeopardized.

I am quite comfortable being assertive in a work setting, with acquaintances etc.
It seems to be the people I am closest to that I have difficulty with ( apart from my husband).
Mainly I really don’t want to hurt or upset them, but Ive thought a lot about this…..
I think its also about loss.

However, Im now at the stage where Im feeling if being true to myself means total loss of that person in my life then sadly, it has to be .

With the person I posted about, things have been much better and our relationship feels
once more on track.

Thanks again for your support bb,
I too wish you well with this, its really tough
sometimes but with baby steps we’ll get there.
: )
x

growing into our own strength

the ‘friends’ we lose by being true to ourselves are vampires.

And the joy for the friends that stay and might become even closer friends will hopefully fuel the willpower and the courage to be true to ourselves more often and then all the time.

But it’s something it took me, dunno, 25 years or more to learn. Getting better though. :)

I like that,

“growing into our own strength”.

I think in more recent years I have cowered at my own strength.
Compromised too much.
Moving from London & becoming a Mum I thought I needed to do this to make life easier. Huh ?
Now Im slowly learning not to go against my own grain so much.

Much learning still to be done, I think.
But Im always willing to learn : )
x

There was one event

that has helped me on:

in Passau I lived above a pub, and they had a cleaning woman who came at noon and did all the floors. When I left my flat I had to walk over the wet floors, and she would often scowl at me then and once she barked that she had just wiped the floor; and I was like “Hey, I live here and want to leave the house, if you don’t mind!”
Still, I was laways very friendly (timid!), saying “good morning”, smiling, and she always stared at me as if I’d just crawled out of the gutter.

Then, one day, I hear her voice, telling another woman if she needed a toilet she could use the one up the stairs.
That toilet was in a small extra room which belonged to me. I always left it open, coz there was nothing valuable in it, but it was part of my flat, and the cleaning woman knew this.
And when I heard her telling s/o else to use my toilet, for some reason I went totally utterly mad. I dashed down the stairs, said “you may use my toilet, no prob” (to the woman in need) and shouted “and YOU!” (to the cleaning woman) “how DARE you command over my property without asking me?” I went on a little while, very sharp, very clear, she tried to defend herself, I cut her short, I was formidable!
Then I rushed back into my flat,
and then I broke down.
How could I?!? I had offended the pearl! Now they all would hate me! I had made a fuzz about something so insignificant!

What happened?
They lady from the pub laughed; and the cleaning woman suddenly became friendly when I greeted her, and one day she rang on my door and asked if I could help her create a flyer (she was very active in animal protection), which I gladly did, and Easter I found the biggest Egg full of chocolates at my door, from her.

And that taught me that some people won’t respect you if you let them treat you like shit.

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