But It's Your Family . . .: Cutting Ties with Toxic Family Members and Loving Yourself in the Aftermath

by Sherrie Campbell

They had their day in court while I never will.

God, this is vindictive

will never see my toxic family members face emotional rape charges

Except in the court of public opinion, over and over again, every time someone reads this book

I will never have a group of sisters to stand with me

Unless you count the readers and followers

The Healing Process

This book is very repetitive. Needs a lot of editing

Love is kind and thoughtful. Love is easy. There is no chaos or drama. There is no “making up.” There is respect. There is time for one’s self.

NB

What about Forgiveness?

This has already been discussed - repetitively and in detail - in a previous chapter

“self-loathing.”

Surely this is an admission of guilt? Will any words be enough? Would a hair shirt do the trick? I am beginning to think the mother is the one who is trying to go "no contact" and the author keeps hoovering with books / blogs

Toxic family members will see expressions of forgiveness as weaknesses to exploit.

Think she's confusing forgiveness with reconciliation

I simply refuse to keep toxic people in my life and

But she is ruminating publicly. Why not just write this under a pseudonym / hypothetically?

I don’t hate my toxic family members. Hating them would give them power over me.

Protesting too much...

let go, we move on, and we never look back.

Good

We all have a right to protect ourselves against the aggression of others,

Absolutely

When I journal, I feel connected to the intimate conversation that is ongoing inside of me.

But she should edit before publishing.

Healing Moment

Not another one...FFS

Lyric Therapy

Please. Just. Stop. This is patronising

Love Yourself and Change Your Life

This is so cringey

What Do You Know about Love?

This book is like a time-sucking corporate meeting with Powerpoint

relationships with toxic people as adults.

Repetitive

Get Your Dignity Back

She can start by getting an editor

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise —“Still I Rise,” by Maya Angelou

Love this poem but am fed up reading this book and skipped a load of pages just now