tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2985920381451199988.post6252035488223685245..comments2021-10-27T10:55:25.664-07:00Comments on I am Jenny's Liver; my Hep c experience: Isn't life Ironic?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00319369089858745560noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2985920381451199988.post-50014557388259335952011-01-27T00:05:32.494-08:002011-01-27T00:05:32.494-08:00The victim role for many of us has become almost i...The victim role for many of us has become almost innate. As abused children we were truly a victim. Were were helplessness when we should have been hopeful. We were fearful, when a normal child should have been taught to be secure. We were hungry for so much, when many others were over-flowing with love and opportunity.<br />And so we find ourselves thrust into adulthood. At first, this is a relief, we think that we are free from our torment and the abusers that oppressed us. And then we find that man who says all the right things and swears that he will love us forever and protect us from all the evils of the world. And he keeps his promise, but his love is toxic and while he protects us from the outside world, it is behind closed doors that his harm is administered. At so, our once hopeful young adult selves must revert to our childhood role in order to self-protect.<br />And so now, as adults, we wonder why we are so quick to retreat into the childhood role of the victim. But I don't ask why self "why" we do this, I ask myself "why not?" The reality is, we haven't been given the tools. Oh we're learning and we are seeking out this info (hence my articles and your blogs); we are trying to heal ourselves under the guise of helping others. But every time we are scared, or unsure, or sad, or angry... the only we really "know" to do is to assume the position of the victim.<br />Kudos to you to keeping this conversation going.Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13168273358954126244noreply@blogger.com