How to start your journey towards your perfect life
The Victim and the Survivor
The first discovery that really stuck with me is the idea of the victim. So what is the victim- it is the role that people play in their lives that makes them perceive all situations and circumstances as if it a personal attack in their lives. Victims believe that everything that happens to them is a result of something or someone else; it never happens because of them. Victims believe that they are never at fault.
We all
know someone that plays the victim of their life; some of us are the victims
of our own lives. I say this because only once I realised how many times a day I played the
victim, was I finally able to understand why the universe was not giving me what
I wanted.
You
know that feeling when we say things like:
·
I’m such a good person, but people
are so mean to me;
·
I give so much love but I don’t get
that love back;
·
I work so hard but I never see the
results;
·
These things always happen to me;
·
Why do I always get hurt in love;
·
I don’t get treated the way I
deserve to be treated and;
·
I ask for so little and I get even less back.
Those
were some of personal favourites for when I threw myself a pity party, which felt like
almost every day. I would think of all these things and I would cry until I couldn’t
see anything through the heavy tears. Then I would call a friend or two and
look for sympathy from them. I didn’t realise that I was looking for sympathy
because I believed that I was just confirming that I was right to feel the way
that I did. Off course I did get the sympathy that I was looking for, but all that
happened after I got that sympathy was that I felt more sad for myself.
Feeling
sorry for myself lead to new and even better psychological problems. I started
to believe that if I wasn’t treated the way I felt that I should be treated then
maybe I didn’t deserve to be treated in that way. Perhaps this was what I
deserved. Perhaps that was all I was worth. So in the end I felt worthless and
in my head I believed that I must truly be a "bad" person because I deserved even
less than I wanted.
Ah,
then the even better game started... I began to point out people that I felt
were “bad” people and I then compare them to myself. I wondered why was it that
those "bad" people were so happy and I wasn’t.
I wasn’t promiscuous, I didn’t cause harm to others, willingly, I
was helpful and I did my best in trying to make others happy (which is a story
for later).
So
here is what I learnt... Playing the victim only encourages the universe to
give you more reasons to play the victim. By feeling sorry for myself, I began
to play another role. I began to play the detective. I was constantly looking more and
more things to make me feel sorry for myself.
Here’s where it gets more interesting... Not only was I a victim, but
almost everyone I was in close contact with, were also victims. I realised that
as much as I went around looking for sympathy, I had also given so much
sympathy to others. So here’s the hard truth, sympathy is not love. It may seem
like love, but it’s not love. If it was love, it would be called love; it would
show up as a synonym for love, but it doesn’t. All that it does, is it increases
the power of the universe in giving you more of a reason to play the victim.
This
is what happens in the comic energy of the universe:
1.
You feel victimized.
2.
The universe hears and feels you.
3.
You list all the things that make
you sorry for yourself.
4.
The universe hears and feels you.
5.
You tell your friends, family and
some unfortunate person that stands in front of you in the line to buy a cup of
coffee.
6.
The universe hears and feels you and
all the people that sympathize with you.
7. The energy put out becomes
amplified. In economies they call this: The Multiplier Effect.
8.
The universe gives you back what it
understands as what it is that you really want.
9.
A situation occurs in your life and
you feel victimized.
It’s
easy enough to understand now. As you can see it is an infinite cycle. So I
realised I needed to break free of this cycle. I knew I had to stop feeling
sorry for myself. So I did two things.
First
I started to call myself a survivor. When something happened that would have
made me feel sad for myself, I would say to myself:
“Amrisha,
you’re still alive. You made it through. You survived this.”
By
thinking of myself as a survivor began to give me courage to face life. It made
me feel secure. Many of my insecurities began to fade away, taking my fears
away. I was not as afraid as I used to be. This made me feel so much stronger
and capable of achieving my goals in life.
The
second thing that I did was to be grateful. When something happened that would
have made me feel like a victim, I would thank God, the angels and the universe
for something. By showing gratitude towards the things that I have in life made
me focus on the things that brought positivity in life. At first it was hard
to be thankful when all I wanted to do was curl up in the fetal position and
feel sorry for myself. It started out small. I started by being thankful for
things like my eyesight, air-conditioning, my ability to walk and for the roof over
my head.
There will be more blogs to help you become a survivor.
Thanks for reading :)
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