What do we do about the shame and guilt we personally experience after Scientology? (and how do we recover afterwards?)
Is it a good thing - pointing out our flaws for us so that we may improve, or a bad thing - dragging us down into destructive self-loathing?
This thread is a spin-off from Sallydance's Story: http://www.forum.exscn.net/showthread.php?26180-Sallydannce-s-Story&p=722295#post722295 and some misc other posts.
It begins with Sallydance's original reflections:
About my shame…
I want to write about my shame before I write about other things. I’m writing about the session I had where I became a limp rag doll, lost my marbles and then my health. I’m writing about other things too. But this shame – it has to come first.
Shame has been my companion for far too long. In very hushed tones here, for these are feelings I do not easily put into words, I am about to make myself completely vulnerable. It would be easier for me, a 50 year old woman, to post a photo of myself in a bathing suit than write about this. It would be easier to discuss periods and menopause than do this. But I’m going to do this because it is time. It is time to let it go and suck up the vulnerability.
Deep breath.
http://www.forum.exscn.net/showthread.php?26180-Sallydannce-s-Story/page49
That is all just too complicated. True, I'm a guy, not sure if this works for chicks, but, it might be worth a try. It goes like this:
1) open a can of beer
2) chug it down
3) belch loudly and with great gusto
4) repeat steps 1 thru 3 until guilt and shame are gone.
Chicks who take my advice are good on steps 1 and 2, but tend to omit step 3, which, believe it or not, is the most important part of the process. Do not neglect step 3. For added effect, you might also include a step 3A after you have done 1 thru 3 a few times, which is to smash the beer can on your forehead. If that hurts too much, keep repeating 1 thru 3 until you can do 3A with no pain. By that time you should have achieved at least some temporary relief from guilt and shame, but have someone else drive you home.
Pete