That Which Has Been Nameless

My assignment:  To write about my feelings surrounding responsibility and blame.  It’s been much harder than expected.  I keep missing the mark.  It took a book and the words of another to capture what I could not.

“I think back on my childhood, the word shame serves as an umbrella.  It is the sense of being completely insufficient as a person, the nagging feeling that for some reason you’re defective and unworthy.  That is how I felt all the time (Manning 51).   To read more about Manning:

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I am the person behind the words printed here. I write because my heart will not allow me the option of NOT writing. It has taken me half a life time to discover this basic truth, but now that I have, writing is as natural as breathing. This is where my breath takes the form of words.


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The Miracle Morning: The Not-So-Obvious Secret Guaranteed to Transform Your Life (Before 8AM)
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