Self-directed neuroplasticity, pretty much, via mindfully asking myself if I'd talk to loved ones the same way....using the Ho’oponopono prayer when those feelings arise towards self or others (
@shimmerz , it tickles me to see others familiar with it and actively using it!)....finding a safe comfy spot to sit in stillness and chanting Om Mani Padme Hum (loving kindness)...staying in tune with my breath, and paying close attention to what I consume and surround myself with each day.
I've learned shallow breaths equals shallow thoughts, and that whatever I consume, I'm not only consuming the product itself, but also consuming ALL of the energies of the process(es) it took to get it to my table/pantry/bathroom closet/cleaning cabinet/etc.. What I put in, be it substance, aroma, and/or thought,
always comes back out in some form or another. So much of the discomfort I was experiencing and had been diagnosed with could be, and has been, greatly lessened by choices I eventually learned I have full control over.
I'm also one of those folks who looks in the mirror daily to tell myself how much I love me and how beautiful I am, both inside and out, as I've learned it's totally up to me to be the love I never received from the folks who were supposed to be nurturing my growth. No one else is waiting in the wings to offer that up for me, even the ones I pay for various services.
It was very uncomfortable when I first tried it, and felt really fake as others have mentioned, like I was simply trying to convince myself of something that wasn't true....because up until that point, those closest to me made me fully believe I wasn't worthy of such praises through the years, but now it's simply part of my morning and evening routine when I'm brushing my teeth and such.
It only took me a little over 4 hellish decades to figure these things out, and I still manage to trip over my own best intentions some days.