What is a difficult person? A difficult person can be described as someone who lacks the ability to understand another person's emotional state. They are often unable to 'play nice' or put themselves in the other persons shoes, in order to understand their perspective. They also often do and say things that are inappropriate or cause durress.
We all have people in our lives we just don't jive with, people that just don't seem to get us, no matter what we do. Maybe they are verbal about their assessment of our weirdness, or maybe they avoid us completely, or are down right mean. Usually this isn't someone, given a choice, you would continue to have in your life. Given a choice, you would part ways and either end the 'friendship' or ask to be reassigned at work or have your desk moved.
But what about the people you can't erase from your life? what if its a parent, sibling, or partners ex wife.
I'm quite open with you, my hearts, about my life and all that entails. Pulling from my personal experience, helps me help you, find the clarity you desire and the answers you seek to your own life drama. Its important to me that you know I am always authentic and honest with you about the hurts and joys that ebb and flow in and out of my life. That being said, I want to share a VERY hard last few months with you. Its been hard on me, my career, my family, and it is so very heavy at this moment, that I know I must write. I must share with you this heartache and what I'm learning from it. I must do this because there are THOUSANDS of women in my same position and MILLIONS of children affected by it.
I have taken 2 oaths in my life. One, was to myself and my highest power to dig deep, and find the source of strength and oneness within myself to manifest my deepest purpose and assist in the healing and fullness of all clients and people I meet. The other was the oath I took on my wedding day; to love and support the man I love more than I've ever loved anyone, and the 4 beautiful children he came with. These oaths I hold sacred and have been tested greatly these last few months.
I have lost hope, faith, joy, peace and connection at times. I have been in the pits of my despair begging for a light and a way out. I have read books, meditated, gone for walks, hiked, traveled alone, etc. all in an effort to avoid the feelings that nearly always met me upon my return because of just how foreign they feel. The one feeling I always return to is; ITS NOT ME.
its not me. Why would someone chose to be so vengeful and vindictive?