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Funny that I thought my husband was the first person to ever really accept me for who I was, but that changed after we said "I do" and he spent the next 17 years trying to convince me how everything I thought and felt was unacceptable. I went through something similar. I had this blossoming sense of self when I first married, only to have him nit pick every little thing about me, damaging my sense of self and acceptance of self. I think we may have had similar marriages, unfortunately. I pretty much had no sense of self by the time I got out. I didn't even know what I liked. I remember going to the grocery store for the first time as a "single" person and I didn't have a clue what to buy. I didn't know if the stuff I always bought was because I liked it or because he liked it - he just dictated it and I bought it, and anything I wanted to get, just a simple grocery item, resulted in criticism...and of course we didn't get it. So I pretty much had to discover life all over again. It was very bizarre, actually. quote:
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I revealed to him the most "out there" outlandish fantasy I had, which I felt a strong desire to experience, and then I cringed, waiting for him to think twice about me, or to criticize me and then totally reject what I shared. Quite the opposite occurred. He kept talking, asking me questions to understand me better, to know why I thought these thoughts, and what they did for me. And that was a powerful gift in and of itself. More so than you can imagine (or maybe you can). The thing about asking the questions that he did, is he forced me to understand myself and how I ticked, and in doing so I was finally able to accept myself, too. quote:
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No matter what I reveal to him about myself, it's okay, it's safe, it's taken seriously. There is nothing I can tell him that I would regret telling him later. I have shared some unusual proposals with him, too, and even for those which he chooses not to consider much, I never felt "bad" for mentioning them. I have never felt so free to be me in my life. This is just the type of acceptance I long to give, and if I am lucky in this life, continue to receive... My problem was I gave that type of acceptance too often, to my own detriment. I had to learn to practice bettern discernment as to what I found acceptable - that came with getting to know myself. As for being lucky to receive it....I am grateful every day. :)
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