Diminishing Shame By Jeff Marian Posted February 24, 2014 In Pastor Jeff's Blog 0 2 You’re sitting at home drinking a cup of tea, relaxing, delighted that you finally have a moment to yourself. Suddenly it dawns on you. You were supposed to meet a friend for coffee twenty minute ago. To make matters worse, you scheduled this time with your friend because she’s going through a really difficult time and needs to talk. Oh, and the coffee shop you were going to meet in is nearly 30 minutes away. Been there, done that. We all have. We all know the sudden tunnel vision, the knot in the stomach, the feeling of panic, the sudden urge to hide and the endless self-recrimination. In that moment we’re often doing more than telling ourselves that we screwed up. We’re telling ourselves that we ARE screw ups. We didn’t just make a mistake; we tell ourselves we are a mistake. We get caught in a whirlpool that pulls us under and drowns us in shame. And some of us can stay underwater for a good long time before coming up for air. In her remarkable book entitled Daring Greatly researcher Brene Brown charts a pathway out of shame. It’s a pathway worth knowing because drowning in shame is miserable and self-destructive. 1. Recognize when you’re feeling shame. Guilt is feeling badly when you’ve failed. Shame is telling yourself you are a failure. Knowing the difference is the first step toward diminishing shame. 2. Listen critically to your story. At the heart of shame is usually a story that we’re telling ourselves. Often it’s a story of unrealistic expectations and harsh judgment. It’s a story that fails to distinguish between identity and behavior. Identify your self-narrative and give it a reality check. Is it true? Is it the same story a really good friend would tell you about yourself? 3. Share your story. This is the critical step, sharing your experience and your story with a trusted friend who will listen without judgment. According to Brown giving voice to our shame diminishes it, and the empathy of a trusted friend starts the healing. This step can feel risky, but it’s a lifeline. Shame runs deep. Not only is it self-destructive but people who struggle with shame are almost always unduly critical of others, destroying relationships. Back in the Garden of Eden it was shame that caused Adam and Eve to hide from God and from one another. You are not what you do. Long before you took your first breath God declared you good. From the cross Christ declared you loved. That’s your real story. If you want to know more, check out Brene Brown’s TedTalk entitled “Listening to Shame”. You can watch it here. How has shame marked you? What helps you keep from drowning in shame? Leave a comment. Jeff Marian Recent PostsHoly MuliplicationWhen Less is MoreLand & Building Process UpdateReformation: Celebrating and Repenting Showing 2 comments Claire Cassell February 28, 2014 It was appropriate to read your blog today as I received a text from a friend this morning that she was waiting for me at a coffee shop and wondered if she had the wrong time. Ugh! I have been very acquainted with shame from the time I was little. Raised in an alcoholic home, I grew up thinking “I wasn’t good enough because if I was, mom wouldn’t be drinking.” Shame feels really bad. Here are the things that have helped me the most: Reading books on shame like, “Healing the Shame that Binds You” have helped me recognize when I’m feeling shame and realize that I’m not alone. Sharing my feelings with a friend, family member or counselor who is empathetic has been very healing. Being gentle with myself and counteracting shaming self talk with affirmations has helped me to love myself and accept deep down that I am a beloved child of God. Ken Walter March 2, 2014 I find the three points to be right on target. My breakthrough on my shame came when a couple counselors closed in on my words till I spoke an expression that said the shame was mine, which meant I would not gain anything as long as I was blaming others for my feelings of shame. My son had died of an overdose of look-a-like drugs and I was shameful. My mothers expression of shame to me at that time had nothing to do with my shame. That part was living a lie and the truth set me free.