If you have done any amount of honest reflection on yourself, life, and society as we know it, it is no secret that most of us were conditioned to doubt ourselves from a very young age. Of course, there will be anomalies, as is always in life. But for the rest of us, our life may have started off brimming with sunshine, but inevitably, we reached a point where people began sowing seeds of doubt in our minds and hearts.
Have you ever had a brilliant idea and been so excited to tell your people that you fantasize about it until you meet again? Have you finally reached that moment to be met with a list of reasons why your idea won’t work? Have you poured your heart into your writing or your craft and presented it to your most beloved? Were you shocked by some who didn’t even read it or barely commented?
A great many writers, musicians and creators do not practice what they preach but preach what they wish to practice. That is not good or bad, but it is just the way it is. It does not discount their message.
Because we do not want to look at the ugly side of our heroes, we put away the sides of them and the facts of their existence that we find undesirable.
Have you ever met that person who seems to swing around like a wrecking ball?
The ones going around laying their claws into anything and everything in hopes of mass destruction?
I know you have met that person. You may even be them.
The anonymous nature of 12-step programs, coupled with blind loyalty towards esteemed members, has created an environment where sexual predators abuse their community-given authority to prey upon vulnerable people — people who are desperately running into the rooms looking for someone to help them save their life.