Me and my story

We suffer because of the stories we tell ourselves. No story, no problem.

The secret of life

Trust is the secret of life. It’s the realization that whatever happens, happens to help me. If I trust life, I don’t judge it or grieve it or describe myself as a victim.

Victimhood

Forgiveness is the realization that the I that I am was never hurt. Yes, ego took a bruising, but what of it? Ego is always offended. Does it say, “Turn the other cheek.”

What she did

Victimhood gets me sympathy but first there’s that awful whining noise to endure.

Naked and bleeding

There is no escape from victimhood until we realize that we are responsible for our suffering. This doesn’t mean we’re in control of what happens—we’re not—but we are in complete control of our response to what happens. I can be naked and bleeding and not be a victim. A victim is a victim of himself.