Unconditional Self Love, and Equality from another to Equate :)

I posted this on my old site.  I can’t seem to find a way to transfer all my old friends of years and years to this site, so I will continue to post these on both sites. 🙂  Enjoy.

https://bullimiaddict.wordpress.com/2018/01/11/love-equally-unconditionally/

“I have had this fear of loving another in a relationship forever. I think it even stems back to my first love who became my husband then my ex. Then my next love and and again my ex.

Interesting when you take a life design coaching course and extras on the side for NLP practices advanced and drawing courses to extend that mental thought and creativity.

It brought me to a very real thought. Over the past 13 years I have been learning to love myself unconditionally. It’s weird I know but most of us don’t. We can love our children that way or our parents that way. Siblings fall into a grey zone I learned.

But self. That unconditional love is the most important.

So back to fearing loving another in a relationship. I’ve changed my views. I am not afraid but I am definitely particular.

I will not engage anymore unless the person loves themselves as unconditionally as I do me and me them and them me. And I want equal love.

I will never love more anymore then someone loves me or allow someone to love me more than I love them.

It’s a big ticket to ask for. In the interim… I am happy single. ????? and loving me. Unconditionally.”

Love Equally Unconditionally

 

I have had this fear of loving another in a relationship forever. I think it even stems back to my first love who became my husband then my ex. Then my next love and and again my ex.

Interesting when you take a life design coaching course and extras on the side for NLP practices advanced and drawing courses to extend that mental thought and creativity.

It brought me to a very real thought. Over the past 13 years I have been learning to love myself unconditionally. It’s weird I know but most of us don’t.  We can love our children that way or our parents that way. Siblings fall into a grey zone I learned.

But self. That unconditional love is the most important.

So back to fearing loving another in a relationship. I’ve changed my views. I am not afraid but I am definitely particular.

I will not engage anymore unless the person loves themselves as unconditionally as I do me and me them and them me. And I want equal love.

I will never love more anymore then someone loves me or allow someone to love me more than I love them.

It’s a big ticket to ask for. In the interim… I am happy single. 🤗🤗😋😉😊 and loving me. Unconditionally.

***And by the way a note to my followers.  I AM still posting here, but I do have my bullimiadict.com site up and running too.  Please feel free to join me there and let me know if you want me to post anything.  It gets added to my twitter and facebook page accounts.  Hugs to all!!

To 2018! But lest we forget…

So last night I said I would post all the things I am most grateful of on Facebook. The list, not in certain order but the first was:

My parents 

My furries

My children

My two sisters (I actually have 3 but this is in honour of my two loyal ones)

My work family

My true friends in my life still following me on Facebook after 23 moves!

My new friends seeing them online and becoming close through the PRISM program… a new family.

My Facebook friends I have had for years and never met but love their posts.

My life in general.  I am thankful for my life making me so aware of how blessed I am and have been. Through the good the bad and the ugly…. I have always had support in one way or the other…. and a roof over my head and food and water…. and those who really know my life know this barn girl who loves upscale camping… and the ones that didn’t judge me through that time in my life and just loved me… I thank you. You need to know that it was a precious time for me however low others saw me at. It was a time of reflection and learning about myself. And I was bulimic free!!! And I would rather live in a barn with no running water and upscale camping then to feel in a place of being controlled. 

On February 11th I am celebrating 7 years of bulimia free. I got through this in the best places that should have put me back! Crazy country shared apartments in condemned homes, as before stated too… a barn girl with no running water… But I chose. These, although not great circumstances in some people’s eyes… we’re the most eye opening for me.

I won’t say “I’m back at last”. Life doesn’t give you those choices… but life does give you the choice to stop digging and start building.  🤗🤗🤗