I've been home, as it is the weekend, and my mind has been more able to focus on my inner critic's voice. I had a pretty terrible revelation.
I don't realize that She Who Won't Be Named is the one talking to me, because I have always thought that this voice was Me. Not only Me, but Me telling the absolute, deep rooted, 100% accurate truth. I've been accepting it. Even when I try to fight it, it comes back to me saying, but it's true. Even if it's negative, even if it sucks, it's true.
When I had this awful epiphany, I was still like, "Ok, that's The Bitch, but she's still telling the truth!"
So here's what I do (and this is the truth!): I closed my eyes tight, and separated the voice from the work I've been doing, and said, "Your feelings are valid, but what are you going to do about it?" I felt a rush, almost felt like I was going to start crying. It was powerful. I was able to move forward. Now, will this happen all the time? Will I be able to hold on to the ability to seperate myself from The Bitch? Most likely not, at least not right away. But I felt a change, and so I have hope. I know it worked.
So I have hope.
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