Who Told You You Were Fucked Up?

I’m fucked up. There’s a voice in my head that tells me that I’m really not good enough, that I could do better, if only I worked on being more loving, compassionate, patient, giving … (insert your word).

In life, there are people who always need to be right. It gives them a sense of power and control. And some of the time they need to make you feel wrong in order to be right.

And if this person is someone who you need approval from — your mother, your husband or your boss, eventually you give up trying to justify your position and agree with them. Actually, when they continually point out what you’ve done wrong –
you’re always late
you never consider my feelings
you are so selfish
it seems so obvious that they are right.

But they’re not right. I am not fucked up. I have a good heart, I always try my best, and I would never hurt anyone on purpose. I might make a mistake or fail but I don’t deserve to be punished through silence or sarcasm until I admit how bad I am.

Who told you you are fucked up? Who is punishing you for your errors in judgement and your lack of wisdom?

Mistakes are lessons, errors are experience and none of it is wrong or unforgivable.  You can’t be at fault for someone else’s feelings and guilt shouldn’t drive you to feel broken and in need of fixing.

You are awesome. You are unique. You do your best. And you are flawed.

Your flaws are what make you beautiful and you should celebrate them. No one gets punished for trying and failing. It is the way of human life.

Next time someone (including that voice in your head) feels inclined to tell you you’re fucked up — don’t believe it. You might have had a go and not quite made it, but you still remain a beautiful, divine, inspired soul sent to enhance the experience of the entire universe.

Fucked up? … fucking amazing more like it!

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