Why do bad things happen to you?

Why?

Why did that car crash into you?

Why did you get robbed?

Why did you buy that thing only to find out it wasn’t right?

Why did that aeroplane fall out of the sky and onto your roof out of all roofs?

Why did the bush fire burn your house but not that house?

Why?

Because of your Childhood Repression.

Why did you get that illness?

Why did that make you sick but not those other people?

Why did you fall over and break your arm?

Why did you get ripped off?

Why did you crash into that car?

Why did you get that flat tire – today?

Why did you loose that money?

Why do bad things continue to happen to you?

Why?

Because of the patterns of life you developed through your early childhood – all of which are still governing and determining your adult life – NOW.

 Why was that person nasty to you?

Why weren’t you treated with respect?

Why didn’t they care about you?

Why do they treat you as if you don’t exist?

Why?

Because that was how you were treated during your early childhood. And so that’s all you know and it’s what you expect. So that’s what happens to you.

Why do some good things happen but then always bad things too?

Why do I just seem to be getting ahead then something else goes wrong?

Why for other people, they seem to effortlessly go from strength to strength, yet for me I have to make a huge effort for little gain?

Why can’t life just work easily for me – give me a decent break?

Why do I have to always be plagued by endless physical problems, or money worries, or both?

Why, why, why?

Because your life now ONLY reflects your life back when you were little. And if you sincerely want to know why bad things and negative patterns occur repeatedly in your life, then you can find out and end them – by healing your Childhood Repression.

It’s dementing, maddening…

It sure is! At times doing my childhood repression healing all I want to do is scream, bang my head against the wall, tear my hair out, rip off my skin and get out of my body – just run away as fast as I can.

To be forced over and over, driven and pressured, into feeling bad, pushed back into yourself to feel your repressed feelings from long ago – argh! it’s so dementing.

I don’t want to feel bad. I don’t want to feel as a child again. I don’t want to feel as I felt back then. I feel so stupid, and it’s ridiculous that I have to be subjected to it all over again.

I can’t bear it. I hate it. I just want it to be over. I don’t want to be subjected to so much pain, to see how bad it was for me, to FEEL IT ALL OVER AGAIN. It was bad enough back then – I don’t want to go through it all again.

Argh, I just want to scream… No! No! No! NO!!! NO MORE! STOP! I can’t take it anymore. I give up. I give in. You say I’m bad – I AM. I Admit it – OKAY! Is that what you want? I AM BAD! I AM VERY BAD – THE WORSE PERSON ON EARTH. I AM, I am, I am…