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The healing part for me wasn’t just learning what other people’s insults meant. It was realizing I have my own. Words I reach for when I’m angry. Labels I put on people. Stories I tell myself about them. Those deserve the same curiosity. The things that trigger us. The judgments we repeat. The insults that instantly come to mind. Sometimes they’re pointing toward a wound that’s still asking to be understood. The one that’s dishing out the insults would really be confessing this… “Crazy” may mean: 👉 I fear being seen as irrational, unstable, emotional, or out of control. OR 👉 I learned that expressing strong emotions, having needs, or being different could get me rejected. “Lazy” may mean: 👉 My worth has always been tied to productivity. OR 👉 Rest was treated like weakness. “304” may mean: 👉 I fear judgment around sexuality, attention, desire, or rejection. OR 👉 I learned that being desired, attractive, or sexual could lead to shame. “Psychopath” may mean: 👉 I fear being seen as cold, unlovable, or lacking empathy. OR 👉 Vulnerability never felt safe, so I learned to disconnect. The healing part for me wasn’t learning what other people’s insults meant. It was realizing I have my own. Words I reach for when I’m angry. Labels I put on people. Stories I tell myself about them. Those deserve the same curiosity. The things that trigger us. The judgments we repeat. The insults that instantly come to mind. Sometimes they’re pointing toward a wound that’s still asking to be understood. This #chasehughes podcast is worth the whole watch. I love all things #humanbehavior #learningtolovemyself #loveyourself #lovepeople
The healing part for me wasn’t just learning what other people’s insults meant. It was realizing I have my own. Words I reach for when I’m angry. Labels I put on people. Stories I tell myself about them. Those deserve the same curiosity. The things that trigger us. The judgments we repeat. The insults that instantly come to mind. Sometimes they’re pointing toward a wound that’s still asking to be understood. The one that’s dishing out the insults would really be confessing this… “Crazy” may mean: 👉 I fear being seen as irrational, unstable, emotional, or out of control. OR 👉 I learned that expressing strong emotions, having needs, or being different could get me rejected. “Lazy” may mean: 👉 My worth has always been tied to productivity. OR 👉 Rest was treated like weakness. “304” may mean: 👉 I fear judgment around sexuality, attention, desire, or rejection. OR 👉 I learned that being desired, attractive, or sexual could lead to shame. “Psychopath” may mean: 👉 I fear being seen as cold, unlovable, or lacking empathy. OR 👉 Vulnerability never felt safe, so I learned to disconnect. The healing part for me wasn’t learning what other people’s insults meant. It was realizing I have my own. Words I reach for when I’m angry. Labels I put on people. Stories I tell myself about them. Those deserve the same curiosity. The things that trigger us. The judgments we repeat. The insults that instantly come to mind. Sometimes they’re pointing toward a wound that’s still asking to be understood. This #chasehughes podcast is worth the whole watch. I love all things #humanbehavior #learningtolovemyself #loveyourself #lovepeople

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