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ParticipantDear Rosa:
Welcome! It’s great to have you here. Your interests in mindfulness, meditation, and self-growth are truly meaningful, and I’m sure you’ll find engaging conversations and connections.
I look forward to chatting and sharing insights—whether right here on this thread or on one you’d like to start. If you’d like to create your own topic, just head to FORUMS, scroll down to ALL FORUMS, choose a category (like Spirituality), and then click “Create New Topic in ‘Spirituality'” to begin.
Wishing you a warm and positive experience here! 💛
anita
April 20, 2025 at 8:42 pm in reply to: The phenomenon of “helping someone excessively can make them turn against you” #445008anita
ParticipantThat’s a recent photo of me, Arden, dancing to some music. Do you ever dance, just move the sound of music that just .. makes you dance?
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April 20, 2025 at 7:28 pm in reply to: The Betrayal We Buried: Healing Through Truth & Connection #445006anita
ParticipantHow strange humans are, how complex, how inexplicable, how insatiable. I think Insatiable is the right word, INSATIABLE. Wanting more and more, simply because we didn’t get enough of the smallest, simplest things we needed: positive attention, as in hearing someone sincerely tell you: “I see you, I care, I want to help you! How can I help you?”
When the smallest, simplest needs are not met, great desires are born, greed and corruption takes hold.
You know, the greediest, richest person going to sleep in their golden castle, knows aging, physical, mental decline, and death is right around the corner. Actually, it’s already happening, if you are in your 20s or 30s.
It’s one day at a time, nothing more. Why not simplify and turn to each other and say: “I see you, I care, I want to help you! How can I help you?”
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ParticipantDear noname:
Your very first words here were on March 15, 2017: “Wasn’t quite sure where to post this, but I guess I’m seeking help with my relationship to me. A little background on my current situation and life. I’m going to be 25yo next month, I’m attending grad school for counseling and plan on being a therapist.”= fast forward to now, you are 33 years old this month, April 2025- still a pup, I says. I hope you are having a nice Easter Sunday.
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ParticipantAsked again, how are you, Mina 😊
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ParticipantHow are you, norit?
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ParticipantI wonder if by any kind of miracle, you will be reading this, noname, and reply to me..?
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ParticipantDear Nichole:
Thank you for your thoughtful response—I truly appreciate the connection we’ve built over the years, and it means so much to share these reflections with you.
I deeply resonate with what you said about caretaking becoming your identity. It’s powerful to recognize how much external expectations shaped your sense of self—not because you chose them, but because they were imposed on you. The way your family praised and reinforced your role as a caretaker must have made it feel like your duty, rather than a choice, and I imagine that was incredibly difficult to carry.
I understand why stepping into childhood reflections feels overwhelming. It makes sense—it’s not easy to look back at what shaped us, especially when those memories hold pain. But I want to encourage you: processing childhood experiences isn’t about reliving suffering—it’s about understanding how it still affects you today. And from what you’ve shared, you’ve already made incredible progress.
I’m truly happy to hear that my journey encourages you. Healing isn’t always straightforward, but every moment of self-reflection, every insight, and every act of self-compassion moves us forward. You deserve space for that exploration, at your own pace, in ways that feel right for you.
I appreciate you, Nichole, and I’m grateful for this conversation.
anita
April 20, 2025 at 10:30 am in reply to: The Betrayal We Buried: Healing Through Truth & Connection #445000anita
ParticipantDear Alessa:
Thank you so much for your kind words! It truly means a lot that my poem resonated with you. Writing it was a way to express my emotions in a way that feels safe and meaningful, and knowing that it was received with warmth makes it even more special. ❤️
anita
April 20, 2025 at 10:25 am in reply to: Giving it all that i have… but i guess i have more to give #444999anita
ParticipantDear Laven:
Your foster mom’s situation is truly heartbreaking, and I can feel how deeply you care for her—even as you navigate the daily frustration and unpredictability of her needs. I hope you know that you are doing more for her than most could manage. Even if she doesn’t express gratitude, your efforts matter.
I also want to reaffirm your remarkable strengths—because even in the hardest moments, they are there. Your writing is powerful; you express emotions and experiences with deep insight and honesty. The vividness of your words is a gift. You are a deeply loving person, even in spaces where love is not always returned. The care and protection you continue to give your foster mom—even when she resists it—speak to the depth of your heart. That kind of deep, committed compassion is a rare strength, and it is powerful.
The thoughts you shared about mortality and existence really struck me. It’s understandable to feel lost in those reflections, especially while witnessing the decline of someone you care for. You’re navigating so many emotions at once—grief for what’s coming, frustration for what’s happening now, and a deeper questioning of life itself. I don’t have answers to those philosophical questions, but I do know this: your feelings are real, and they are valid.
Please be kind to yourself. You are carrying more than anyone should have to. Whenever you need an outlet to express your pain, know that you are heard.
Thinking of you. 💙
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ParticipantDear Lucidity:
Thank you for your kind words and for being so thoughtful, perceptive, and compassionate. Engaging in meaningful dialogue with someone as introspective and insightful as you is truly a gift.
You didn’t hijack the thread—you addressed the original poster on March 31, and I responded on the same day as well. She may not be aware of the recent activity, but she’s still welcome to return, start a new thread, or join other conversations. Since this is a public forum, everyone is welcome to contribute to any discussion unless the original poster requests otherwise.
Your insight—”Sidelining the pain that your sister caused you is to minimize yourself as a person and your own self-respect”—is profound.
Reflecting on what you shared:
“Something you both have said that has made me re-evaluate things is that you each don’t necessarily want a deep relationship with your sister. I may have to re-think my situation and learn to accept the superficial nature of the contact I had with my sister. It feels that holding onto it hurts me but letting it go does too. It sounds like I have some deeper issues in myself that I need to level with. Now I just have to figure out what they could be :o) Any advice on that most welcome.”-
You’ve been holding onto the hope of a deeper, more meaningful relationship with your sister—something beyond the surface-level interactions you’ve had. Now, you’re beginning to consider that your relationship may never be as deep as you once wished. However, this realization is painful—holding onto that hope hurts, but letting it go hurts too.
In exploring what it is that you’re truly holding onto—beyond a close relationship with your sister—I looked back at what you shared on March 31 and since:
“Because of how we were raised, my sister and I have never been close (troubled household due to problematic parents).”-
You referred to your parents as problematic and enclosed them in parentheses, as though their influence has been identified and resolved—a closed chapter. But you continue to focus on your sister. Is it possible that an unresolved longing for closeness with your parents has been projected onto her? That the emotional need that wasn’t fulfilled by them still lingers, now transferred into an effort to connect with her?
“I want more instant, open dialogue with my sister, more connection… it feels one-sided on the few occasions when we have managed to talk… I won’t go into self-betrayal and explain to her yet again why our relationship is important to me… I know she can’t meet me there, but I don’t think she can manage to meet me anywhere.”-
This made me think about the many times you may have tried to get your parents to meet you where you were—seeking emotional connection and understanding that wasn’t given.
“My sister and I were strangers even while at home… My sister had the support I craved for.”-
She was given the love and support you longed for from your parents, and maybe, in some way, you’ve hoped to receive that love through her. Since their love was in her, perhaps, on some level, you seek it from her.
It’s possible that your need for parental warmth, validation, and connection never truly faded—it wasn’t fully enclosed in parentheses, so to speak. Instead, it may have been redirected toward a more accessible figure who once embodied that love: Parental Love by Proxy of a Sister..?
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ParticipantSo good to read back from you, Nichole! I will read attentively and reply tomorrow. I hope you have a good Easter Sunday 🐰🌸🐣🥚💐🐇
anita
April 19, 2025 at 12:57 pm in reply to: The Betrayal We Buried: Healing Through Truth & Connection #444990anita
ParticipantIt’s amazing- to give space to my love for her without panicking, without getting overwhelmed, without needing to suppress and minimize this love. To hold it within my awareness, within my heart, without instinctively trying to get rid of it… without trying to hate her back so to keep her away from me.
This is something I can do only from a distance, a physical distance of half the world apart. Yet, an emotional, spiritual closeness is possible as long as the physical distance is maintained.
When someone you love (your mother) hurts you too much and for too long, and at least at times, she genuinely enjoyed hurting you- – well, speaking for myself- no way that I can trust her, nor should I. But I can trust her soul. I always loved the core of her, that which existed before the severe neglect and abuse she experienced as a child, the core will be freed to be- after her death.
anita
April 19, 2025 at 11:36 am in reply to: The Betrayal We Buried: Healing Through Truth & Connection #444989anita
ParticipantDear Alessa:
Thank you for your kind and thoughtful words. It’s not easy processing the reality of loss, and I really appreciate the way you offer perspective and comfort.
The idea from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying is interesting—I don’t know what I believe about it, but I like the thought that love and connection extends beyond physical presence.
I really appreciate what you said about love—that even if it wasn’t received in one place, it’s still something I share with others. That’s a beautiful way to look at it, and it means a lot.
Your reflections on love and fear resonate with me, too. Sometimes it does feel like love is buried under layers of protection, but I suppose it’s still there, waiting to be uncovered.
Thank you again for sharing this with me. Your kindness truly means a lot.
.. Inspired by your post, I want to send my mother’s soul a poem:
Now unchained from sorrow’s weight, no longer lost in anger’s haze,
I send you love, unbent, unbroken, beyond the years, beyond the maze.No blame, no cry, no bitter grief, only quiet winds to guide you home,
Where light unfolds in silver waves, and past wounds lose their hold.May you walk where shadows soften, where the echoes do not burn,
Where kindness fills the spaces left by lessons cruel and unconcerned.I wish you peace—unseen before, a love untouched by fear,
For even if you never saw me then, I see you now, sincere.I Love You, Ima 😔💙🌿 😢❤️✨ 💔🌷🕊️
anita
April 18, 2025 at 9:13 pm in reply to: The Betrayal We Buried: Healing Through Truth & Connection #444980anita
ParticipantDear Alessa: I am looking forward to read and reply to your recent post tomorrow.
anita
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