This is a great representatation of the feeling of shame. It’s ugly, primitive, serves no purpose, and generally stems from childhood, a time when we would have created such a scribbling.
When my shame from past emotional memories of wounds inflicted by emotional abusiveness and neglect attacks me, I feel incompetent, worthless, weak, child-like, psychologically enslaved to the opinions of others, and self-loathing.
Renowned shame researcher, Brene’ Brown, defines shame as, “as the intensely painful feeling or experience of believing that we are flawed and therefore unworthy of love and belonging – something we’ve experienced, done, or failed to do makes us unworthy of connection.”
Shame attacks used to occur much more frequently for me. But the further I progress in Recovery, the less often they happen, the less intense they are, and the better equipped I am, with God’s help, to cope with them until they dissipate.
May all my brothers and sisters in the struggle find relief from their shame too.