My Challenge- everyone

[Guest guest]

I just can't understand how it can be wrong to ask for

what you need in life, maybe it's cultural but my

happiness comes first, no one needs to be a martyr. I

think that is a very great lesson to learn, when we

don't speak our true feelings or stand up for what we

need it drains us and makes us sick and tired.

I'm very much one for self preservation, look after

yourself, only then can you look after others.

don't live your life by someone elses rules and don't

bow down and make yourself unhappy.

Some times tough love is good.

Families can be masters at emotional blackmail, it

just won't wash with me.

Sounds harsh, but it's just being strong for myself.

Society has taught us that emotional blackmail is

somehow OK and a normal way to exist within the family

unit. I strongly disagree.

If a friend did it to me, I wouldn't stand for it,

same goes for family.

 

Love and peaceful home enviroments,

Elektra x x x

 

 

--- Puspanjali Rath <ucopuspa wrote:

 

> -

> Ohhh my God......Thats exactly how I feel......The

> moment I am back

> I can sense the negetivity.....I have been trying

> everything to

> clear up the energy field around me...I have a

> choice to move out

> but my conscience is telling me its

> unethical.....May be I too

> should pray for the best outcome like you did Sarita

> and the issue

> will be resolved .....Or may be this a lesson I have

> to learn in

> this life time.

> Love

> Puspanjali

>

>

>

>

>

> -- In ,

> " Sarita "

> <sarita1969 wrote:

> >

> > Yes! That's exactly how I feel and I have become

> much more

> sensitive

> > to negativity in the past few months.

> >

> > Sarita

> >

> > --- In

> ,

> " ntaroiu "

> > <lsirca@> wrote:

> > >

> > > I know what you are talking about Sarita.Her

> being so negative

> is

> > > draining your energy and she makes you depressed

> just by being

> > > there, even if she does not say a thing.I

> noticed this when my

> > > mother still lived with us and I noticed how

> different I felt

> when I

> > > went somewhere and then I came back home.As soon

> as I would get

> > > through the door it would hit me in the face.

> > >

> > > Love,Nicole

>