April 10, 2015 § 8 Comments
I have an army or critical voices in my head. If I had to put a body to these voices, it would look like an ugly bottom feeding creature that never sees the light of day. Negative thought energizes the creature; the family of creatures then energize each other. They feed on my fears, blow up in size and bellow familiar tunes. It’s familiar melody. This is an oldies station repetitively playing the classic tunes I have carried since childhood.
My playlist includes:
- “You are not good enough”
- “Who do you think you are?”
- “Stupid, stupid, stupid”.
September 1, 2011 § 2 Comments
Hello world! Welcome to My Girlfriend Voice
One day I was sitting in traffic when I noted that my critical voice must have gone on sabbatical. I was keeping company with a new voice, more comparable to a trusted girlfriend. She is realistic, always supportive and wise. At times, a tad sassy! While I don’t believe I can completely squelch my critical voice, I can minimize her with the banter of my new BFF, My Girlfriend Voice.
Call me crazy, I agree but it is the good kind of happy crazy! Seriously though, what types of info does my Girlfriend Voice affectionately whisper in my ear?
- On receiving feedback on a project: You could take those comments personally or take them seriously. It’s not about you here. Don’t take it personally.
- When the teenager becomes the “mean-ager”: Breathe. This child is trapped in a hormonally laden body and someday you will like each other again. (Been there, believe me!)
- After a particularly frustrating day please remember, you are good enough ….just as you are….in this very moment. Pause and celebrate your splendid self.
So how did my Girlfriend Voice evolve? I won’t bore you with the details of what I affectionately term “my decade of drama or DD” but let me say that I was continually given more than I thought I could handle. While I manifested a Martha Stewart exterior, my interior was one hot mess. Talk about tumultuous! At the same time, I was approaching the magical period in life where you learn who you are and where your passions reside. Much easier said than done and if you don’t agree, you should stop reading here. We can’t be friends. « Read the rest of this entry »