Celebrating My 6-Year Anniversary and Being Chosen as Blog of the Week

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WordPress notified me that today is my 6-year anniversay on the blogging platform. I think back to where I was 6 years ago and cringe:

It was December 2008. I was trapped inside a toxic relationship that I was unable to escape. I feared stepping out. I feared making the wrong decision. I feared being hasty. I feared I was being judgmental. I feared my choices, identity and boundaries. I was a scared and desperate wreck and had turned into someone I no longer recognized.

I am so thankful to no longer be in that foreign place of struggle, shame and attachment to suffering. Although not the only tool to help awaken me to the many wrong turns I took and delusions I stubbornly held onto for far too long, this blog has been invaluable on my journey into finding myself.

And to make the news of my anniversary even more special, Blog Momma pulled “A Yoginin Tramsformed” from her hat on Monday and declared it Blog of the Week!

Have a blessed week and namaste!

~Paula Carrasquillo
yogi. author. advocate.

 

Survivor story 24 – Yvette’s story #seeDV #DVawareness

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Yvette’s story: Regain your perspective; you did not choose the toxic relationship


Each day during the month of October, column author Paula Carrasquillo will feature a story written by a survivor of domestic violence. At the end of October, a compilation of all stories will be available for free as an e-book.

*All names have been changed to protect the survivor and the survivor’s family and friends.

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Turning the Sociopath’s Toxic Crap into Bountiful Blossoms

toilet flowers(Warning: This post may cause gas.)

Don’t misinterpret the sociopath’s ability to manipulate and demean you as a skill.

A skill is something we’re taught and we learn. The sociopath was born with this ability.

Harming and hurting individuals is his nature, and he does it with the same ease he pisses and shits. And like a bowel movement, there is no need for him to tap into empathy, remorse or his phantom conscience:

“Ahhh! That felt good. Now let me wash my hands really, really good. Can’t have any remnants of THAT left in my world.”

Ask yourself this the next time you use the toilet:

“How much guilt and remorse do I feel after I relieve myself and flush?”

Surely, you’ll answer, “None!” (Heck, if you didn’t eliminate that crap, it would have caused serious bloat and painful pressure. Ouch! Who needs that?)

And this is exactly how the sociopath views everyone who no longer serves him: we are just excess bloat and pressure. He releases and flushes us out of his life as if we never existed. So easy. No skills required.

I WISH I could do that. I WISH it were that easy for all of us non-sociopaths to reciprocate and let out two farts for every one of theirs. But we can’t. Neither my conscience nor your conscience allows us to throw people away that easily.

Be relieved by this news. (Yes, I said that.) It speaks to your ability to love. But know that we are at least able to eliminate the toxic, sociopathic crap he fed us a little bit at a time. We do this by learning and perfecting the skills of thoughtful introspection and mindful self-love.

So practice some mindfulness and self-love the next time you find yourself on the toilet. Imagine that along with today’s breakfast or last night’s dinner, you’re also ridding your body and mind of the toxins the sociopath brought to your life.

Enjoy the release and flush all that sociopathic nonsense down the toilet. One day you will emerge and blossom a whole new you!

Namaste!
~ Paula

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