I was thinking back after reading Ruby's seriously moving passage...what was it that really sparked my being codependent? And honestly at the root of it all, I have to conceed that it was 75% religion. I grew up in a very strict religious home.. father is a minister.. momma might as well be a preacher lol but I mean this is one of those 'way of life' sort of religions.. and we lived it hard! And it is all about self-sacrificing and putting others first.. oh I could go on and on.. but the whole basis being - doing this and that.. which is required by the Law of God , to please God and make it to heaven. And please don't get me wrong. I am in no way bashing religion or anything like that. I know whom I have believed! I have just as much faith in God as I always have...and I know it is because of him and ONLY because of him that I live and breathe and move and have my being. But I believe also, that perhaps coupled with the poor -though NON abusive- relationship that I had with my mother, the religious principles that were drilled into my brain as a child... really are what set me down the road of codependency. Does this make sense to anyone else? Anybody relate?
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