Escape

[caressa]

Reality can be as painful to accept as it was to escape.

"Walk Softly and Carry a Big Book"

When I think of escape, I think of picking up a drink or a pill and yet I know I had that pattern long before I was an age to drink and before I became addicted to medication.

My first conscious awareness was at 14, not being able to go outside because it was Sunday, going upstairs, taking off my Sunday Go-Meeting clothes, and crawling into my bed.

There were many times spent UNDER the bedcovers with a flash light reading the books from my dad's cupboard which was a forbidden zone.

In later years, I recognized shopping, working, and relationships as means of escaping my reality, especially those of me not being lovable and worthwhile and finding validaiton in people, places and things.

As Wayne Dyer says, 'Each place along the way is somewhere you had to be to be here." I had to go through what I went through to get to where I am in today. Trying to repeatedly escape that reality, means I am no longer living my life. Life has me instead of me having a life.

[majestyjo]

Another topic on reality and escaping what we don't want to face, know, or recognize. I had a false sense of responsibility, and took on things that were not mine, and I often couldn't cope, I would get overwhelmed and reach out for something to cope. I didn't know I could say no and that many things that were projected onto me, were not mine to take on. I didn't have to run, I just had to learn to say "No!" that is not my stuff, it is yours.

here are hugs that say I like you
and I hold your friendship dear.
There are hugs that say
"good going" you deserve
a great big cheer.
There are hugs that say goodbye,
good luck in all that lies ahead.
There are hugs that say I love you
when no other words are said.
There are hugs that soothe
and say to us you're free
from cares and harms.
The kind of hug we feel
when God holds us
within His arms.

- Author Unknown