Saturday, March 31, 2018
Today’s thought from the Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation is:
Self-Respect
When my kids used to say, “Mom yelled at me,” what they meant was that I had told them to clean their rooms, or to say “please” and “thank you,” or to obey some other parental directive they didn’t like. To them, this was yelling because we just weren’t a yelly household. So I don’t know how my child became comfortable with yelling and swearing at me once he became an addict, but he did.
And I let him.
I used to be strong. I had self-respect. I would never have let anyone walk all over me. But with my addicted son, I pretty much rolled out the red carpet. He sneered at me and called me names; he was rude, insulting, and mean. He manipulated me, used me, and abused my love and trust. When he said he hated me, didn’t call back, or didn’t show up, I pretended it didn’t hurt. Instead, I groveled. I was desperate, determined to hang on to the last imaginary thread of our relationship-even if it was abusive.
This is not love-not of the self. Not of anyone.
Unconditional love doesn’t mean you have to unconditionally accept bad behaviors.
This is not love-not of the self. Not of anyone.
Unconditional love doesn’t mean you have to unconditionally accept bad behaviors.
— Anonymous
You are reading from the book:
Tending Dandelions © 2017 by Sandra Swenson
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