You know you — daffodil. You can read about it endlessly. Watch, listen, study, reason. To be able to understand the causes, consequences, manifestations. To understand much wiser head. And damn not being able to help myself.
Because neurosis is not treated with understanding. He sits like a virus in every cell. He wouldn't run in fear from the fact that it was found and made it the abode of light. He squints slightly, but a grin impudently stares you in the face. With him not working “Shoo! Go!” Under his laws he lives a fair part of the psyche. And lived for so many years. Quickly her not to rebuild.
Here's Narcissus, who knows. Knows what he needs to learn to “Quartet” and “Troika”. To accept themselves in their imperfection and to make sure that other he, too, passed. Exhale and after putting another stone in the Foundation of self support. He goes to therapy, he is done, he sees the process. And the process still goes on. It is driven by powerful pistons.
I need to speak English. Know what skill is low, but sufficient to understand and to be understood. The people around speak the language like me or worse than me. Speak freely, allow yourself to make mistakes, find other ways to explain, easy to remember new words. Pleased with herself. Internal Narcissus is purring, he is good.
I need to speak English. Know what skill is low, but sufficient to understand and to be understood. The people around speak the language better than me. Can not speak, can read and not understand what they say. Who the hell's in my head, posting from the slots you pulled?! Internal Narcissus. “Either perfect, or nothing. Either perfect, or nothing. Either perfect, or nothing. I'm sorry, baby. We have no third". And turned me off. From “can” were only ‘you know what you can”. And it Angers. And it weakens. My understanding is not important at these scales. It is light, it consists of words. Neurosis is heavy. It consists of experiences. And so in many ways. His power is huge and pointless downplay it.
But we should not exaggerate. Cultivates exaggeration. And Narcissus produces neurosis, considered it, cherishes it. And he said to him “during custody and for king”. Governs and protects. From what? Shame of course. From the fierce narcissistic nightmare. But what is shame? A shame — these are dogs, which His Majesty keeps on a leash and does not allow you to tear. They klatsat teeth. Fearsome, deadly. And Narcissus is his master. And lives by the stupid law “either perfect, or nothing”. And like the balance in the state. And there is no freedom.
And it is a terrible shame, as I it is painted?
There is only one way to find out. Slowly to meet him. First feel that you're a prick, realize that it is not killed. Then notice that ranessa unlived feelings of the past and here and now you just can't see. Then learn to see the present and feel the dog bark more distant.
to Notice the people around. To draw attention to the fact that they are different. Each something good and something bad. And those who are successful and happy treacherously imperfect. Ohrenet what happens.
And move on. Small steps, and trusted companion. With someone who knows how you feel, but believe, you will succeed.
Remember that it is damn hard. Still trying. To be patient. To notice even the smallest result and make his party worse king. Squeeze between “rubbish” and “perfect” and “good”, “how can”, “enough”, “good”, “come” and “I try". To dilute your experience, to enrich it with diversity. And do not expect that there will come an absolute cure. It did not come. But swimming is possible without perfect weather.
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