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r, x, m, wa, i, yu.
Now I feel better. The pain has gone, though my body is still weak. I’ve been thinking about the word “weakness” for a while, and it seems that this is one of my biggest threats. I guess it’s the result of “shadow work.” I always suffered from being weak in my childhood. Bullies, diseases, and all sorts of problems made me miserable due to the lack of power. When I got older, somewhere around 22-23, I started repressing everything that I thought was weak in myself and it was a real breakthrough. I remember moments in my life when I believed that I was restless. It helped me a lot with my work and set me on a path of personal development, so I would say that all vital changes in my life happened when I started working on my weaknesses and one by one turned them into strengths. However, on the flip side, I created a kind of attitude—my general mood I guess—that can tolerate no weakness at all, and this made my life more difficult than it could have been. I’m not complaining about that; obviously, the adjective “difficult” has nothing to do with “bad” or “terrible” or whatever. The point is that I can improve my life simply by acknowledging weakness as something unavoidable and maybe even useful at special times—
I must stop being afraid to be weak.
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