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People Pleaser

Survival of the self begins at birth

As we are etched painfully with an alien knowledge

No scars are visible to the naked eye

but as we grow

It turns from survival

To need

To scratch the itchy scars of the original etching

As we coddle this foreign species that lives inside us

Outside calm is shattered by metamorphic voiceless cries

Shattering with cataclysmic proportions

Driving us to make right our unknown patterns we have created out of this devastation.

People pleaser ….can you really be one? At what cost?

These words grate on my nerves, cut me deeply. How did we get here?

Self-preservation is the key! When we are young we are dependent and the need for everything is not always met. Pleasing people is the only way we can survive – to get what we need.

As I look at my last few days I realize how much pleasing people has ruled my life. But aren’t we people too?? How are we pleased out of these devastating patterns? If we are people and we are not pleased how much shattering have we done to us?

What do we teach our kids? You want to be nice… don’t do that if you want to made friends…you need to be a good girl/boy… If you_____ like a good boy/girl I will give you_____

We praise conformity and behaviors that are “acceptable” …But to who? Another person who is faced with similar devastation in their life…

We hide away the real part of us that is vulnerable and scared to be judged.

Hiding away

I struggle to find that part of me that I have hidden. Cracking open this hardened shell I have armored myself with, letting out my heart the part that is true and honest and not calculated or scared.

My Epic Journey... continues

Kari

https://kbeyerbodytalk.wixsite.com/love