Arachne's ponderings and stories of the past and beyond.

Beautifully written, Arachne.

Funny how there are so many flavors of pagans, witches and Wiccans. Each seems to practice differently.

I too often feel that I belong in another time.
 

The Pathological Critic

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The Pathological Critic

defined: Negative self talk that attacks and judges you

We all have him or her but people with depression, low self esteem have a more vicious and vocal pathological critic. I call mine Melinoe or meli.. it means Dark Mind (melas,noos), Propitiating Mind (meilia, noos) I am a huge fan of mythos, and patheons of the old world. Thus my online name Arachne and my critics name.

What might yours do, you may ask? For we as humans all know it. Us with depression struggle with it daily. I sometimes think although we struggle perhaps we are the enlightened ones. We recognize this demon within, while the so called regulars just push it away.


* it blames you for things that go wrong.
*It compares you with others, e.g. achievements and abilities
*It sets up impossible standards of perfection and then beats you up for small mistakes.
*It keeps records of failures
*It disregards strengths or accomplishments
*It calls you names, e.g. stupid, incompetent, ugly, fat
*My meli reads others minds and convinces me of what they are thinking
*It exaggerates weaknesses, e.g. she berates me for always saying stupid things, always screw up relationships, never finishing anything on time


* Your critics voice can be male or female, your mother's or father's, husband or wife's and even your own.



*The critic's voice is almost always believed no matter how negative, distorted or false.

*It puts your self esteem through the wringer
*The critic is always with you- judging, blaming, finding fault.


For me melione has weapons at her disposal which are my values and rules of living how I grew up. Perhaps you are the same? The more rigid and fixed your values and beliefs are, the more the critic can use em against you. There is no room for flexibility or mistakes.


E.G. " A marriage should last forever" calls you a failure after divorce.


" A real man supports his family " calls you a loser when you are laid off.


" The kids come first" calls you selfish when you want a night off to do something for yourself. This was huge for me when my kids were growing and even today as they journey into their 30's marry, buy houses etc I feel I am not entitled to live my own life.


So I asked my shrink where does this critic come from... his reply. " The critic is born in childhood from the earliest memories of socialization with our caregivers."

* insert quizzical look from curly haired blonde here..


"D we are taught appropriate behavior through hugs and praises. We are taught inappropriate behavior through punishment and scoldings. Thus my dear we inherit values, beliefs and ideas which may be irrational."


hmm I sure know that last Sunday my Meli was up to her old tricks. Her voice in that case was deep and accented in a form of my demon. The battle will go back and forth and one day there will be no battle at all for D would have won and melione will be sent back into the Hades she emerged from. You can also bet I will not be giving her any coins to pay the ferry man ..


Blessed be
 
poem from a aged mind lol

Wow short and sweet this blog shall be.

A new group starts today for the gal named D
I hope I don't mess things up for all to see.
Perhaps drive my precious into a tree
I always worry my accent will cause some stares
My bohemian style, scarves and bangles.
What if I try to sit and knock some chairs ?
My long blond curls flaying into tangles.
I can't even do a decent rhyme as I have run outta time.

So off I go this daft fool gal and hope that someone will not offer me more than a scowl..
A smile, a laugh a twinkle is cool
Cause goodness , oh my I don't want to look a fool..


The above brought to you by a nervous Nelly with a cup of coffee and a shortbread cookie.. blessed be ..( not my best work) lol
 

The price of clarity is sharp
and rarely sweet, the blades
Of other people's tongues
scar deeply, biting into
shattered mirrors reflecting
poorly who we are. Breathe
deep and even, Arachne,
They are Maya's tools,
prancing lies into your mind
to gouge your tender soul.
This empath feels the love
you spin, soft web of
gentle spells, the true
measure of who is D,
your loving artistry.
Namaste.:love_heart:
 
So I have not been around for a while. I suppose none noticed lol which is alright I am not that well known here. But I will say the big C has come into my life and has turned it upside down and inside out. Staring into ones mortality is not so fun. I have been wallowing in self denial, pity and some rather depressing dark places. This while on the good side I became a grandmother for the very first time June 6 when my son and wife welcomed a baby boy named Alexander into their lives. He is the bright spark, he alone has brought me out of my funk and made me realize that dwelling on things out of my control is not worth doing. Each time I hold him in my arms, all I can think of is happiness and joy at what he has brought to me. So I suppose I have had an Epiphany, a kick in the pants to smarten up. Life is precious and it is what you make it. So here I am back in the forum saddle.. Bright Blessings to all ..^.^
 
Arachne, I noticed your absence. I hoped you had not left us. I loved your energy, and enjoyed your writing. Delighted that you have returned! My condolences on your cancer diagnosis, how terrifying that must have been. Pleased that a new baby has
brought light into your life. Blessings on you, and your family. Should you need support, we are here for you. Huge hugs.
 


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