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Richard Coeur d'chicken's avatar

I lived in shame from age four to age 66 - and before, and after. Shame prompted me to hide, to lie, to build a false persona to cover up my belief that I was garbage. I coped with shame by indulging in truly harmful addictive behavior - it felt like I was in control, even while I was drowning in a cesspool. While I was incarcerated, a psychologist said, "Shame is always a lie." That incessant voice of shame, telling me I was worthless, was lying to me, and I had to learn not to listen to that voice.

Today, reeling from the ugly truth of this week's news, I feel outrage, grief, fear, sadness, and a host of other emotions. Shame still wants to have its way with me - but for today, I'm not going to let it. I'm feeling those feelings. I'm connecting, doing what I can, being grateful that it's not "me" but "we." Thank you, Kathy, for once again sharing your beautiful, broken heart.

Kristin Hyser's avatar

This is the beacon I needed today. Thank you. Sending warmth and steadiness back to you. Love.

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