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Read a personal account of guilt and shame.
Guilt, the cruellest of emotions, that limits and restricts freedom at every opportunity.
Guilt takes many forms, has numerous effects and the results are often crippling. It knows no logic, it appreciate no reason and is merciless.
No matter how hard you try and rationalise a situation, guilt, when present influences how you respond and how you feel.
Abuse of any kind leaves it mark. You know that it was not your fault, that there was nothing you could have done to stop it, so why do you still feel shame?
No matter how many times people tell you, no matter how many times a day you tell yourself that it was not your fault, deep down inside, you still don’t feel that to be the case.
‘I should have done something, told someone’; ‘I should have been strong enough to have stopped it’.
It could be a secret that you have shared with no one, a burden of guilt and responsibility that you carry alone and have done so for a long time.
Shame and guilt may impact your every waking moment and influence every decision and action, subtly and not so subtly, changing your life in ways you never imagined nor wanted. Shame and guilt can leave you feeling disgusted, dirty, soiled, damaged and with such a distorted sense of identity, it can trigger damaging behaviours including the need to self harm. Guilt and shame can leave you feeling that you have no way out other than suicide and it can lead to deep and long lasting depression.
But is it possible to be free from the grip of this guilt and shame? Can you imagine a day when you wake up free from this huge burden, a day when you can live your life outside the shadows of shame and guilt?
We work with many different aspects of abuse, including the crippling guilt. For more information, please read our pages on Rape,Male RapeandGay and Lesbian Rape
Being a full time carer can be tough beyond words. Often you put your own feelings, wants and desires aside to care for your loved one.
It is gruelling work and at times you are at breaking point. When there is little respite, your thoughts can turn desperate.
On good days, when things seem better, you deal with the situation much more positively, but on the bad days the guilt of negative thoughts, emotions, feelings and frustrations take their toll.
With little or no means of an outlet, your emotions dam up behind a wall, until one day you can’t take it any more. When the dam bursts, what follows is often a period of severe guilt, shame and self loathing.
When your loved one dies, there are the other aspects of guilt. You blame yourself for not doing enough and for all the times that you were short tempered and irritable, the times you had all those negative thoughts. You forget that on most days, you were only one step away from total exhaustion.
It is easy to forget that you are human too, that you too have emotions and feelings and that life for you has been just as cruel. Even when you do remember and logically you accept that you did your best, the guilt still cuts you to the bone.
We work with many different aspects surrounding care giving, including guilt and other emotional issues. For more information, please read our pages onCancer - family and caregiversandEating Disorders - family, partners and friends.
Sometimes your circumstances require you to make tough decisions that you are uncomfortable with. Though undertaken with the best of intention they burden you with guilt. ‘You put me in a home’, ’which you translate as ‘You abandoned me’. No matter how hard you rationalise your actions, you feel miserable and guilty every time you see your parents and with every visit, the feelings get worse. The guilt has started to take its toll on your life and your own family.
You feel helpless and depressed and when other people judge your actions, though you may defend yourself, inside, their words get to you and they hurt, they really hurt. It’s like they are rubbing salt into an already open wound.
The care home is the best place for your parents, but that doesn’t make the guilt any more bearable.
The initial shock of an accident is all too easily replaced by guilt and remorse. Even though it was not your fault, that there was nothing you could have done to prevent it happening, you still go over the events time and time again.
You experience broken sleep, sometimes insomnia and anxiety driven cold sweats. Daily life becomes a struggle and at times this really is a case of existing and not living.
You get flashbacks, that seem to be triggered by the most random of things and when they occur, you are paralysed. The constant replaying of events is bad enough, but the feelings of guilt and remorse are many times worse.
If the accident resulted in an injury or death then there is a whole other layer of complex guilt to cope with, not to mention living with the constant and unforgiving hatred and anger of other people.
You know what you need to do, you know the time frame, the choices and the outcomes of the choices, in fact you know the decision needs to be made and you have to make it. So why is it then that this decision leaves you feeling paralysed?
You can’t make it because the feelings of guilt make the process of decision making unbearable. Someone is going to suffer, someone is going to lose and you don’t want to be the ‘baddie’ who everyone is going to hate.
In the current economic climate, tough decisions need to be made. However, making them is one thing, living with the decision and the aftermath is another thing entirely. Making tough decisions and their consequences and fallout can leave you feeling guilty, depressed and sometimes suicidal. When you cannot see a way out of your predicament, logic tends to fail at providing all the answers you need. As you become even more overloaded, your behaviour becomes more erratic and unpredictable. A crisis ensues and your life becomes a living hell.

At The Naked Gene Juggler, we believe that to live your life to its full potential you have to be free from overwhelming guilt and shame.
You can live free from the crippling guilt and shame that twists, skews and damages you every day and leaves you with a life of half choices and misery.
You can keep your humanity and let go of the guilt. You can free yourself from shame. You can liberate yourself from your guilty conscience.
• Overcome your shame, stop your guilt and ease your guilty conscience whilst keeping your humanity
• Let go of remorse, past regrets and associated guilty feelings
• Make decisions based on facts not paralysing guilt and shame
• Overcome your misplaced guilty conscience of past events and traumas and live your life free from the constantly replaying movie
• Stop the shame and guilt of abuse. Break free from blaming yourself, feeling dirty, soiled, disgusted and damaged
• Stop depression. Discover real choices. Find a way and beat self harm and suicide
We started going to Church when I was young, perhaps five or six. Sometimes it was a nice experience, other times It felt like a restriction. I do recall the time when religion was not in our family, the time before we went to
church. No one else in our family went to church and somehow I felt that it singled us out as different and as a child, I did not want to feel different. I just wanted to be myself.
I don’t remember the first time I went to confession, but I do remember that confession became a big thing for me. Saturday evenings were the time I went with my father and I remember sitting there in the big empty cold Church waiting. I was often the only child, surrounded by older people and pensioners. It was an experience that at times left me feeling very guilty. I had to ‘confess’ to the Church – confess what? Sometimes it made me feel like a really bad boy – my father pushing me to tell all to this frightening figure in black. I found the whole idea of Priests very frightening. If God knew my sins and saw all, why did I have to tell my ‘sins’ to this man who I saw as little more than a cold, almost Basalt like ‘Judge’ figure. Sitting in the Church I felt that God loved me, but the Priests were there as his punishers and his Judges.
I was terrified of the confessional. The shadowy figure behind the grill, the musty smell of the old wooden confessional left me feeling so guilty and ‘deep down’ afraid. I never told the Priest the ‘truth’, I was too scared to and I felt so guilty being judged by this faceless and disembodied voice. I remember thinking that he will know my voice that he will recognise me and he will hate me and tell my parents. It made me feel so insecure and vulnerable; my father pushing me towards ‘Confessing’ to the Priest, a man who judged me and would betray me. I remember leaving the confessional to walk towards the front of the Church to sit before God for my penance. I remember being afraid, that God was going to strike me down – that I stood accused, exposed and frightened. More often than not, I would plead to God to save me from my fear. My father’s presence nearby somehow made it better, but at the same time made it worse. “See, you’ve got a Penance, you must have been bad!” I could almost hear him say it and I remember feeling miserable. I felt betrayed and totally vulnerable.
As I got older the guilt got worse. I stopped the whole Church thing in my early twenties. It felt wrong and I felt that I had overgrown any need for it. It used to make me feel very angry. I saw the priests as hypocrites and two faced liars. I went through my entire adult life not trusting men. I never trusted the Priests and in some real way I felt betrayed by my father who I felt gave me over to them. Men always judged. It was men who were cruel – the silent and rock like figures that stand in judgement, silently accusing. It caused me to question my faith – to withdraw from God who I felt must be so angry with me. I was so fearful that God had abandoned me and rejected me, yet at the same time I was angry with God.
Looking back it also caused me to do something else too and that was the real sense that somehow I was a ‘bad boy’ and that I deserved to be punished. I went through my whole adult life feeling that I deserved to be punished, that good things would never be mine, or would be taken away from me by men. I started to self sabotage my own successes - to make my failures happen. I didn’t need the church or the Priests; I did it to myself – for years and years. The guilt and shame of ‘What did I do wrong?’ and the thoughts of I deserve to be punished. I look back at the actions I took and the paths I went down as destructively proving to myself that I was bad and of course, getting punished by crippling and devastating guilt in the process. In my mid twenties the guilt was so bad it drove me to attempt to kill myself. There were other factors involved as well, but the feelings of guilt and isolation, of not being able to trust anyone were the driving factors in getting me to that position.
It has been a difficult road to start talking about the guilt and the feelings of being abandoned by my father and the fear of the ‘men in black’. But I realise that to stand there and not feel rejected by God has been very important on my life journey. It has not been easy overcoming my sense of guilt. Sometimes you have to go back into your life to find the answers you need. I have a stronger faith for it. I don’t need religion to feel spiritual. I have started, albeit slowly and tentatively to trust men a little more and my self confidence – that deep down trust that things are going to be OK, that I am not as bad as I used to think, is slowly coming back. As for the guilt, that is going to. Some things need working on, but the thing is I understand more and I am able to piece bits together and make sense of it all.
I don’t hate the Church. It does not work for me and the only time I have anything to do with it is for other’s marriages and deaths. I don’t need organised religion to have faith. I don’t need to pray, do penance, feel guilt, confess. I know who I am and I can stand in front of Spirit. It feels that when I stepped out of organised religion I stepped into freedom and that for me has been the biggest change of all. I can stand on my own two feet self assured of who I am. For the first time I understand the word confidence. It has been a huge burden unloaded and the sense of release is beyond words. I literally feel it all over my body, I actually feel lighter for it.
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