tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362373399405910593.post1418020664740957253..comments2023-12-11T20:18:37.225-06:00Comments on Shattering the Silence: Shame, Guilt, and Self-loveRoger Mannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07591791342062150604noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362373399405910593.post-33987333495859370402016-09-16T08:31:43.346-05:002016-09-16T08:31:43.346-05:00Shame has been a part of my life ever since high s...Shame has been a part of my life ever since high school. It was in those years that I began to realize what was going on between me and my father was something bad. It was in those years that I had to admit to myself that I was hooked on it all; I wanted it. It was in those early years of HS that looking back I saw shame becoming a part of me. I was bad. <br /><br />Children are like wet cement. Mistakes, damage can leave lasting impressions. If a child gets help early on, some of the damage can be repaired. If like me decades pass, it takes jackhammers and sand blasting to reduce the gouges to fine scars. Shame is a deep gouge in a concrete heart. Still with help and determination repairs can be made, even heart transplants can be accomplished if done right. <br /><br />I can go along pretty good for a while until something triggers that old shame. When that happens I feel a wave of gut tightening, face flushing, need to withdraw.<br />It's a work in progress and I have help but it is going to take some time and I may never completely be free of those triggers. All I can do is manage them and fight back with truth. And truth does with out eventually. It always will if given the chance.Roger Mannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591791342062150604noreply@blogger.com