While I liked the article, putting it into practice is another thing entirely.
Oh sure. No one is saying it is a walk in the park. As most people here have stated, they find it immensely difficult to tame the beast that is the inner critic. But that's the challenge if you want to start creating a more functional and kinder self-dialogue with yourself...and it's possible. I think that is encouraging.
I struggle to find compassion for the little girl that I once was, to do that I would have to find acceptance and be willing to acknowledge that she was really part of me.
Everyone finds it hard to find compassion for themselves. I felt it for the first time in literally ten years the other day when my friend sent me this link and I was able to cry for the first time in ages.
I look at photo's of me as a child, but it seems like it's just a photo of someone else child, not someone I once was. Maybe to do that, I would have to get over the anger I seem to be directing at her.
Have you tried art therapy, using your non-dominant hand to paint or draw your feelings onto paper? That can be a great and useful tool for getting in touch with the inner child, and creating a safe space for dialogue to occur.
I'm sure she is quite scared to come out though, if you are directing anger at her. I'm not sure what I can suggest to help overcome this, but maybe you will come to a way yourself in time?
The only way I'm able to do that is to pretend she is the child of someone else, and then I can feel sad and angry on her behalf.
I guess whatever works.
As for having self pity, when sulking or having resentment or self pity on your face can result in another beating, as a child you soon learn not to feel sorry for yourself. It's engrained, how do you undo years of damage when it's so instinctive. For me self pity was dangerous.
Hey, I may not have had regular beatings, but I definitely recognized the look of disgust and disapproval on their faces when I did feel sorry for myself, which triggered my people pleaser to try and gain their approval by being as perfect as I could be.
I once had wild ambitions to save the whole world, because I thought that would make me perfect in the eyes of my father, and he would finally love me. That's how deluded I was. Being Atlas at age 15 upwards is a lot of pressure for a kid. I'm glad I was finally able to see through that and how ridiculous it is for anyone to expect perfection on a child, or themselves.
We're all perfectly imperfect.
I don't know that you can undo years of deeply engrained beliefs like that, but you can definitely remind yourself that you are no longer in that environment and those people are no longer able to affect you that way unless you put yourself in their company.
I think when we are alone, and able to start reaching into ourselves, and allowing ourselves to feel whatever we are feeling, that self-pity rears up inevitably, and it's good to remind ourselves when it does, that there is no wrong emotion to have.
Every emotion has some sort of wisdom for us to learn from, so spending time alone is a good way to practise allowing ourselves that freedom, at last.