Self-Hate is the most destructive kind of love. Why do I say it is a destructive kind of love? Because What I have observed is that we are not born to hate anything. We are born to learn but definitely not hate. When I see a baby crying for food or attention. I see an entity learning how to fill its belly or satiate a need. There is no hate there. I have never seen a deer hate someone without having a past with that person. I see self-hate as a love of the past.
The past was good to some but was bad to others. When the ones who were mistreated by the past look back they see themselves being mistreated. They just see it at face value nothing more nothing less. When they want to improve themselves they remember the time they wanted to do something different and failed at it. This stops them from trying again out of fear of ridicule and mistreatment. Why is this such a horrible thing? Because success doesn’t happen at a push of the button. Sometimes, you have to push the button till you don’t have a finger to press it anymore.
Self-Hate will hold you back from building relationships. Building relationships is a lost art form. The love of our past makes us live in the past. When we meet people of a certain color, demeanor, or even height. We can be prone to mistreat them because of our past. Self-hate can make our allies look like our enemies and our enemies look like our friends. We can end up helping our enemy and breaking our friends. The same friends that have been with us through thick and thin, Can look like our enemy from one bad day.
Self-hate makes us be very patient with our enemies but very impatient with our friends. Our enemy can be threatening to kill us but self-hate makes us laugh it off. Our friend could forget us at the store one time and we want to break ties with them forever. Why does self-hate make us love our enemies more? Because self-hate wants us dead.
Self-Hate is happy when you handle your problems passively. Self-hate loves to see you stressing from self-inflicted pain. Self-hate will change your life priorities to where you are paying the bar before you pay your bills. To where you are paying the store before paying the bills. Self-hate loves you being a detriment to yourself.
The solution to Self-Hate is very easy. Self-Hate is caused by unresolved conflict. When we are told to forgive someone it is meant to heal yourself. Your mind can play the rationalization game very well. It can make everything look like the fault of others in an instance. When we can forgive the past and take the effort to build ourselves in many ways. We can learn to move forward and love ourselves. Effort is an amazing game changer. When we get out there and resolve our problems.
Propaganda comes in many forms! Propaganda can be the show you watched where all the rich people have a heart of gold. It could be the show about a leader which only shows one part of their life but leave out all the bad or progressive stuff. I believe many of us have been victims of propaganda. When we mistreat each other because we have been told to think of each other or if you see your friend of a different race as “one of the good ones” You Are A Victim of Propaganda. If you see yourself as “one of the good ones” You Are A Victim of Propaganda. Propaganda is defined as especially bias or misleading information used to promote a cause or point of view. Propaganda can be “your not the solution to your life, We ARE!”. Propaganda is very detrimental to us as human beings and wishes for us to not think critically of it.
In my book Powerfuls I go in depth about thinking critically. Even in school I have had to look outside the class and the text. Question everything given to you it could be a poison hidden in a good meal.
Hello beautiful people it’s your favorite blogger. Haha. Lets talk about our purpose on this earth. If you read purpose as porpoise then you may have a problem. Purpose is the reason something is done or created or for which something happens. This means you woke up for a purpose this morning. You may not know right now but if you do comment below. The purpose for your life can influence and inspire others. You can be the first at something. You could be the best at improving others lives or better yet telling stories. When you find your pupose you can inspire millions of people to do better because of you.
When I wrote my first book, I showed many people it wasn’t impossible to make one. I even had someone chase me down to get the answers. This really touched my heart because I was constantly beaten down most of my adult life. I was told to not look my supervisors in the eye. They would tell me I was worthless not even a human. The world felt like it was crashing. I was nothing but a bug to a boot about to fall. Then I found my purpose and gift. I knew I was supposed to the “different” guy in every situation.
I look back on my life and see myself like that one episode of spongebob. The episode where he tried to be normal. I would mimic the people I thought were normal. The people the world loved and never hurt. The people that were accepted by everyone. I wanted that for a long time because I didn’t know my worth. I felt like I would never achieve anything in life or be anything, unless I copied the accepted people. Then something told me to do my research. In my research of the most influential/powerful people. I noticed most of them were considered oddballs. Some were made fun of and told they would never achieve anything. Then I heard a voice tell me to go the gym.
I went to the gym and saw someone struggling to lift a very heavy weight. I went to help them but they told me to back off. I did and watched the weight fall on their chest. They exhaled from the weight hitting them so hard. I tried to hold my laughter back because I felt that’s what they get for not letting me help them. Then I looked at myself differently. I saw myself as the perpetrator of an assault on someones self-confidence. If I didn’t inspire them to lift for their betterment, why should I keep feeling like hero?
I boldly helped them lift the weight off their chest. They were relieved to have someone help them. I had to shrug it off. I wasn’t going to kill the vibe. I told them to try it again. They told me no never again. THen I looked them directly in the eye and said try it again, I believe in you. They layed back on that bench press and i helped them take the weight off the rack. THey then proceeded to struggle again. I told them to think about the most valued member of your family under a rock or a car, and you are the only person there to get it off of them. The person kept struggling until I said. “Life is leaving their eyes!” They picked the weight up so fast it almost went through the ceiling. I had to step back. THEN I KNEW I FOUND MY PURPOSE!!