Here’s a true story from my family. This story was legend to me. The child of the tiger is born with stripes.

Vampires have to sleep in the soil of their homeland. This got me thinking about the ways harm in all its flavors can be passed down across the generations, evolving as it goes.

I love me some vampire lore. They’re my favorite supernatural critter, full of psychological insight. In this little story I go through Nosferatu, Let Me In, and True Blood.

https://www.hiddenwatercircle.org/

Hidden Water facilitates healing circles by and for those affe red by child sex abuse.

I’m just a volunteer circle keeper! I don’t speak for the organization, but i’ve found the model for the path toward healing from harm very helpful.

We find ourselves lost in a sea of suffering - that’s the coping phase.

After that we wash up on the Isle of Facing, when we’re able to look at the reality of our experience. Usually this involves pain, rage, and the thirst for vengeance.

The third phase is releasing and moving on. This is when we find ourselves living our lives.

How do we live? That’s the question of life.

If you’re the one looking in the reflecting pool, you’ve got to dive into the reality of who you are. The way to the depths lies through the surface. If you care about someone caught ip in their own reflection, stay on the safe side of the event horizon or you’ll be sucked in. Save yourself! You’re Echo in the story. The most you can do is call their name and hope they look away from the pool. Only they have the power to break the spell.

Living with borderline, it ain’t easy. It feels like the whole world set traps for me…and then I realized I was setting the trap myself, and it’s people who care about me that get caught.

The core of narcissism is that you get your sense of identity almost exclusively from what you can get other people to believe about you.

Narcissist came to his end because he wouldn’t stop looking at his own reflection in the pool. He was afraid to do anything to disturb that smooth mirror. The way to the depths of who you really are is through the surface of that reflection.

The core of narcissism is that you get your sense of identity almost exclusively from what you can get other people to believe about you.

Narcissist came to his end because he wouldn’t stop looking at his own reflection in the pool. He was afraid to do anything to disturb that smooth mirror. The way to the depths of who you really are is through the surface of that reflection.