What if we all were healers of one another, just not always?
Or is it only some of us, men and women, who can heal subtly at all times?
My favorite treatment used to be the silent treatment.
The specifics are sour looks, pouting lips, frowning, and thinking ugly thoughts that spiral down to old gunk and have nothing to do with the present situation.
Then, I learned to argue - the adolescent stage.
After that, I learned to listen with compassion. I respond empathetically, saying how it all makes me feel without blaming the other party for my feelings!
The grown-up stage.
Arguing well between a woman and a man is an art. 👫
It is the key to successful relationships, business, and personal development.
Overanalyzing what they say will make you feel offended.
We read between the lines wrong - because we assume the worst.
We take things personally and relate them to our stuck trauma.
If it hurts, you know it’s a demon you never slayed.
Ask for details; don’t leave a stone unturned. Twisting one’s words will cause an offhand remark to turn into a crazy story without valid evidence in our heads.
(Ask: Hello, what do you mean by this?
Can you clarify that for me?
This makes me feel (abandoned, pigeon-holed, hurt) )
Suddenly, you or they turn around and say, "I'm sorry. I projected old wounds onto you, and you don’t deserve any of it."
Hug and breathe it out together.
Festering wounds are being opened to heal and release the spirit of the past.
I recently met someone, and it’s already been the most healing experience of my life.
Maybe we came to each other’s lives like two fallen angels to help each other heal, grow, and love the sht out of one another, only for a short while.
My life will be different because of this conscious, self-aware, and loving man.
I finally applied everything I knew about relationships, sexual trauma, and non-violent communication in real life.
We weaved authenticity, honesty, transparency, and empathy into the tapestry of love.
I know from experience that intense flings don’t last long.
But they will never be forgotten.
Hear them out, and you’ll help yourself in return.
With Love,
Pavlina
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