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Day 780 My Friend

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When I had my First Friend, I was around 7 years old. I remember that being the first time that its like I decided, or knew that this person here is my Friend. This was the first time, and it was very clear and strong that I felt this way and became this way. So this programming was here and established. And it was very specific, because I went over his house for one day and that is where I decided that point. And so after that day I never saw him again. Because my mom told me that he had moved away to the UK. It was sudden. The news was sudden. And I never said goodbye or saw him again. I was shocked and surprised. Devastated really. And it became a point of where I was right at the point of where I could express myself with a Friend, and have all of those expressions and points come through and it was all just immediately shut down and taken away from me. It was like losing my Friend and being powerless about it. I didn't have any say about it. I couldn't stop it. It...

Day 75 The 5 compromises of Relationship

Something I have lived is 5 compromises of relationship. I compromised myself. There are two definitions of compromise. The one is essentially to reach an agreement by both sides giving into some demands from the other, so that neither side fully got what they originally wanted. 1. an agreement or a settlement of a dispute that is reached by each side making concessions. The second definition which is the one that is used in this blog is when like when you compromise yourself, which means to give in or give up some very important things about you, something like being corrupted. 2. accept standards that are lower than is desirable. So the five compromises of relationship that I have lived 1. The compromise of Looking to Receive Approval, and Changing yourself in order to Receive Approval     I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to change myself when I have received approval in whatever form, including applause, where in that moment of approval I...

Psychological Manipulation

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_manipulation I have stumbled onto the research done on psychological manipulation. As it turns out it is actually very specific and detailed. I wasn't expecting that manipulation would be described in such detail. That was a surprise. It not only describes the kinds of ways of manipulating, which are 25, it also describes the traits, aspects, personalities, beliefs and perceptions of people that make them susceptible or vulnerable to manipulation, of which there are also 25. Of course there could be much more, but what is described here is what 2 people, researchers, found. As I was reading through this I started to see how I do have traits of myself which makes me susceptible to manipulation. Indeed I have even verbally shared with another my vulnerability as if this is who I am. This includes believing that everyone is good, as well as trusting people. I have also lived lonely, impulsive, frugal, over-conscientious, emotionally depe...

How to be a real friend 326

So how to be a real friend? So a real friend is someone who will stick by you no matter what. So the question is, how should these two people, these two friends interact. And I mean this is an important question because normally, with normal people, so with most people, you are not and they are not real friends. They won't stick by you no matter what. No that is simply not the case. And so, yes, you have to manipulate, you have to be careful and sly with your words. And too, with a real friend you have to be careful with your words, but in a different way. With a real friend, your words need to be real. With someone who is not a real friends, your words must also be real, but perhaps diluted, as sometimes the realness is too much for them. Let's then ask the question how shall I talk to my friend? Soooooo.... understand the context, this is a true compradre, a true brothers in arms. ok? They will stick by you. So really, how you should talk is practicality. No bullshit, no ...

Sharing my Investigations about Anger and Fear 323

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Hey everyone, so I have been opening up some really interesting points in the last 24 hours. There is much to share, but lets takes things one by one. So we'll see if we will get to everything today, and if not then tomorrow. So the topics we will be covering is fear and anger. In my recent blogs I have been covering points where I have been feeling activated, perhaps I should say react-ivated, where I realized I have been in the past years on certain levels of myself in a constant reaction to most and much of my daily life. I can see fear is a subtle and potent point, where once you start out in it, it is hard to stop it. So my investigations in the past 24 hours have covered these points, and now I am ready to share some of what I have found. I figure that we could start with something small, yet an important realization/observation about daily life. So we'll be looking at anger, and being right. Now, what is interesting that I am observing is this particular percepti...

Victim/Sadness Characters, also featuring the Paranoid/Fearful Character and Self-Conceited/Reward-seeking Character. Day 163

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FYI Cusi is a cat, and you will need to read through the entire document till the end. Enjoy! -yogan Sadness/Victim Character Cusi bitting my wrist. Say aloud “oh no, what did I do?” or “what’s the matter cusi?” or “what is wrong?” I feel sad. My neck drops a bit, I stare off into the distance, I am “still” “not moving” and too weak to really move. I just focus in on my sadness and I stay there. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel sad. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to drop my neck. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be still, not moving. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be too weak to really move. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to just stay there within my sadness, with my focus and attention on my sadness, which is situated within my solar plexus. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to say aloud “oh, no what did I do?” I forg...