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How Bad Do You Want to Be Accepted?

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One Bridge of Hope

Accept Me

The Blue – Accept Me Glasses

Do you wear accept me glasses?

When you wear accept me glasses, you see the world through someone else’s eyes. You might feel judgment or disapproval. You would do anything just to fit in.
You probably feel an intense need to be accepted. The need to feel accepted can show up in many ways.
Do any of these feel familiar?

• Do you always feel like you need to fit in?
• Have you ever changed your looks, personality or actions so people will like you?
• Do you feel the need to please people so that everyone is happy with you?
• Do you feel like you always have to get perfect grades or win first place so your parents or friends will think you are good enough?
• Do you ever feel like you aren’t good enough?

If you answered yes to…

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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. Namaste!

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