The single reason most people don’t want to work with me is this: I will rob them (attempt to) of their sob story. ((Sob story: a repeating way to be miserable, to lose out on life, to be beaten down))

What’s a sob story?

Well, everybody has one… It was born after an incident in early childhood.

Something happened, and you made a decision about yourself, about the world, about your mother.

Some people have interlocking decisions, making the sob story as strong as a Greek myth.

As long as your sob story is intact, you lie through your life to maintain it, because, it feels, that with the sob story you die too.

Not the real you, the persona you invented.

As long as the persona is who you consider yourself to be, everything you ever say, everything you ever promise, commit to is a lie. You won’t do what you say you will, and that is the truth.

You revel in your victim story, your “I wasn’t loved” story, your “I am stupid” story.

But most of your lies will be lying by omission. You’ll talk about the bad stuff… and not even look at the good stuff… I know, I did. ((In Landmark Education, there is an exceptional course, called the Wisdom Course. In that course you make a big book of your life, illustrated by pictures. One of the amazing things people discover is that they were happy as a child. You can see it on the pictures!))

As many stories as many people, except some people find other things fascinating, so they don’t spend all their time building and strengthening their story.

Your story, what you decided after the first incident, depends a lot on your soul correction.

You could have the same exact happen to you and come up with a different interpretation of it.

Your interpretation is always wrong. It was made by and upset 3-4-5 year old. Narrow cone of vision, very incoherent, magical thinking.

If you don’t have a strong competing interest, you’ll spend your whole life gathering evidence, and punishing the perpetrator.

One person says: my mother didn’t pay attention to me. She loved my older sisters. Why? I ask: because they were prettier.

Fast forward 20-30 years. She is still punishing her mother by living a miserable life. And she still spends all her money on getting prettier.

Empty life, except “the story”.

Others decided: I am slow, I am stuck. That makes me undeserving… I am not allowed to do what I want to do…

Lots of therapists, teachers, gurus see that the story owns people’s life.

Even more are trying to change what they think about themselves… affirmations, hypnosis, mind movies… but they are all misdirected.

The decisions may even be true.

The mother didn’t pay attention to you. Your mother didn’t love you. Your mother did think you were horrible, horrid, lazy, stupid, slow, stuck, worthless, or ugly.

My mother thought I was worthless, stupid, and the world would be better of if I hadn’t been born.

OK, fair enough.

Until you can say: OK, fair enough… you are going to be run by the original statement.

How does the original statement make you do things?

Let’s look at the woman whose mother loved her two other daughters better.

The woman decided that it was because they were prettier. THEREFORE she will need to become prettier.

But, you see, people do things for their own reason, and YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!

People live in a life of their own design, most likely a design you know nothing about.

People, your mother, your father, your rapist, had a sob story to prove… They don’t know about YOUR story and their part in it. They don’t care. They are just DRIVEN to live their own drama, their own sob story.

Until you get that your “therefore” will never change what happened, because the original wrong can’t be fixed.

You weren’t not pretty enough for life. You weren’t slow for life. You weren’t stupid for life.

And the world wouldn’t be better off if I hadn’t been born.

No matter who you are, you are proving or disproving something.

It’s your rocking chair. It’s your oscillating structure… I am smart/I am stupid, I am pretty/I am not pretty, I am worthless/I am worthy…

The people who have largely escaped this back and forth monumental drama are the people who are known as famous… as achievers… as accomplished…

Because they put wheels on their rocking chairs and took it to someplace.

You can’t get rid of your “rocking chair” but you can take it to town.

Unless, of course, your “THEREFORE” is stronger than your desire to go to town, to make something of yourself.

The “therefore” sits on your energy body like a leach. Like an attachment. Like a cancer.

It can be pulled like a weed. Energetically. Like any other attachment.

Pulling the therefore does not pull the story. It pulls the urge to do the same thing, the same ineffective thing, you decided would fix it. Like getting prettier for the woman in the story.

I pull the attachment.

Some of you have no idea what is running your life, so you can conveniently rebuild it, maintain it.

You can’t fix it

So what is the solution? How could you have a life that is not wholly lived out in the rocking chair?

You can’t. But you can start creating a “town” to go to, something that would make it worth your while to attach wheels to your rocking chair.

And then manage. Manage yourself. So you get enough time, attention, and energy for the trip… instead of the bickering in the rocking chair.

It’s easier once I pull your attachment, the THEREFORE.

Pulling your attachment is not a big deal for me, I am a True Empath… but it can be the biggest deal for you.

Caveat: if you have other attachments, I may have to pull them all to get to your THEREFORE.

Find out if you have other attachments first.

Or if you are certain: email me and I send you a payment link.

PS: here is a video that I recommend you watch: some elements are explained better than I can in a short article

Read the original article: The story you so diligently protect… that you lie for, you die for…