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Family of Origin (FOO) Support Thread Part 2
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 664361" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>"I opened the door because...."</p><p></p><p>You opened the door, you battered the freaking door down Copa, because you, in your strength and determination to heal, chose.</p><p></p><p>You chose.</p><p></p><p>I distinctly remember the instant I chose to leap ~ to believe the therapist could hold safe some part of me that was still sane, whatever in me there was that was sane. And I would risk, and I would open forbidden treasure rooms and break internal taboos set in place to protect my sanity ~ <em>my sanity, Copa; and I knew it, knew what I was risking.</em> All those weak little men had to do was pretend to a strength we needed to believe in. And here is the thing, Copa. You, and me, and Serenity/SWOT have taken our courage in both hands and run the risks and reaped the benefits, however painful the paths...in a way our therapists could not possibly have done.</p><p></p><p>Whose courage got us through it, Copa?</p><p></p><p>Not theirs.</p><p></p><p>Ours.</p><p></p><p>Ours, all along.</p><p></p><p>They were bystanders, Copa.</p><p></p><p>And they could not even manage to do that.</p><p></p><p>They went ahead and took our cash though.</p><p></p><p>What does that make them, these grown men who swore to protect us while we risked the only thing we had left, risked our own blessed sanity, risked the one place of sanctity we had, to save ourselves?</p><p></p><p>They do not matter now, Copa. They never did.</p><p></p><p>We did not know. We could not know that, then. We believed we needed a champion outside ourselves because we had been so thoroughly hated that we had no safe haven but the one we risked, to trust them.</p><p></p><p>Man, when seen in that light, we really do have stainless steel, or maybe, testes of solid gold, weighty and strong and our own, forever.</p><p></p><p>I tucked mine inside and made ovaries, of course.</p><p></p><p>I like being a girl, being a woman, very much. (Listen to Maya on what it is to be a woman. Wasn't that a nice thing, if we had to have mothers like ours, that we got to be female?</p><p></p><p>Strong enough, in our femaleness, to survive, and to thrive on nad grow through and come through, even this.</p><p></p><p>We are doing well.</p><p></p><p>Each of us is moving fluidly and with strength, now.</p><p></p><p>Breathing easily.</p><p></p><p>From a place beyond fear.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 664361, member: 17461"] "I opened the door because...." You opened the door, you battered the freaking door down Copa, because you, in your strength and determination to heal, chose. You chose. I distinctly remember the instant I chose to leap ~ to believe the therapist could hold safe some part of me that was still sane, whatever in me there was that was sane. And I would risk, and I would open forbidden treasure rooms and break internal taboos set in place to protect my sanity ~ [I]my sanity, Copa; and I knew it, knew what I was risking.[/I] All those weak little men had to do was pretend to a strength we needed to believe in. And here is the thing, Copa. You, and me, and Serenity/SWOT have taken our courage in both hands and run the risks and reaped the benefits, however painful the paths...in a way our therapists could not possibly have done. Whose courage got us through it, Copa? Not theirs. Ours. Ours, all along. They were bystanders, Copa. And they could not even manage to do that. They went ahead and took our cash though. What does that make them, these grown men who swore to protect us while we risked the only thing we had left, risked our own blessed sanity, risked the one place of sanctity we had, to save ourselves? They do not matter now, Copa. They never did. We did not know. We could not know that, then. We believed we needed a champion outside ourselves because we had been so thoroughly hated that we had no safe haven but the one we risked, to trust them. Man, when seen in that light, we really do have stainless steel, or maybe, testes of solid gold, weighty and strong and our own, forever. I tucked mine inside and made ovaries, of course. I like being a girl, being a woman, very much. (Listen to Maya on what it is to be a woman. Wasn't that a nice thing, if we had to have mothers like ours, that we got to be female? Strong enough, in our femaleness, to survive, and to thrive on nad grow through and come through, even this. We are doing well. Each of us is moving fluidly and with strength, now. Breathing easily. From a place beyond fear. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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