I sent a letter to a person to help me with my writing. Grammar, typos, the usual.
The reply comeback. The story is beyond help. To me, it sounded you’re beyond help.
I felt miserable, stupid, and helpless. Why did ever ask for help?
Seemingly minor facts that make shame confusing
I learned new things about the shame that day.
Shame says I’m bad. Shame says I shouldn’t even try.
Shame says I told you this was a mistake. I knew you weren’t _______________ enough.
The efficient approach to deal with shame
I talk about it.
I sat there for a while; then I wrote a reply.
I know it’s messy. That’s why I seek help. Can you help? I hate feeling this helpless.
You know what to do. So are you doing it?
Shame derives its power from being unspeakable. We all experience shame. We’re all afraid to talk about it.
And, the less we talk about it, the more we have it. Are you saying exactly how shame feels?
For me, I felt helpless. How does it feel to you?