Why Do We Get Frustrated With Children?

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I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that a child can process information at a far superior level to what most people believe is possible, and from a young age.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that the reason I become frustrated when my child asks me to explain something is because I know they lack the vocabulary to understand and in many cases I do as well.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that I could develop a clear, functional, stable relationship of trust with my child if I were to support them to develop an effective vocabulary early on and explain things to them in as much detail as possible.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to rather believe that I can parent any way I want and it really doesn't matter anyway because my child is going to turn out less than their best anyway, so why does it matter?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not push myself to be the very best possible parent and not accept or allow any limitations.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that I can redevelop my own vocabulary effectively so that I could communicate with my children, my spouse, and myself more effectively and that it can be a simple process though it will take time and discipline and effort.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that children are just what they are, that I am here to just not get in the way, when in reality I am the major influence in who they become along with my spouse and anyone else in the environment often when the child is in the first 7 years of their life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to place my self interest above what is best for my child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that my self interest is not really best for me, it is in fact just a form of fear that my mind uses to control me to keep generating energy for the existence of characters so that I never live for real and I pass this fear on to my children.

I commit myself to discipline myself everyday to build and re-establish my vocabulary to be aligned with what is best for all and to support my child to develop an effective vocabulary and understanding of how to live in a way that is best for all.

I commit myself to show parents that there is a best way to support their children within education and that one does not have to be an 'expert' as the experts have shown through time to not know what they are doing other than create children who are slaves to an unequal economic system, and to show parents that they can in fact change and become the best living example for their children.

Parental Fears

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear being a parent.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear being responsible for the creation of another human being.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that I will become my parents.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that I will do the same to my children that my parents did to me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children not being stable and able to direct themselves in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that this world will corrupt my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children hating me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear loving my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear becoming attached to my children, and within that fearing that they will be hurt or die and that I will experience the pain of loss.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear losing my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children dying.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children developing a high fever and getting brain damage.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear not being able to prevent pain for my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the experience of watching my children suffer and feeling the pain within myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear loving one child more than another.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children hating each other.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children becoming spoiled rotten.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children becoming just like me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear destroying my children's innocence.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children losing their innocence.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear not being able to protect my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that by holding onto fear and accepting fear that I can protect my children from all harm.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear dying and not being here for my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that my children will get into a car accident and be injured or disfigured.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children becoming fat and ugly.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being too skinny.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear one of my children harming the other.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being beautiful.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear making a mistake in front of my children.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children surpassing me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being autistic.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being uneducated.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being emotionally unstable.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children being handicapped.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children developing an uncurable disease.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear not being unified with my wife and not being able to raise my children effectively.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children growing up and not being able to survive and earn a living in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my children not knowing how to navigate in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear being a failure as a parent.

I commit myself to release all fears that I have as a parent, and otherwise, and to walk through all fear, to walk through all resistance to standing up for what is best, to supporting my children with the best possible education to become human beings that recognize and honor the equality of life in all and are able to walk effectively in this world and this system, to be a part of the change of the system, if necessary, for it to become best for all, and to support creation of the solutions to education and parenting so that all parents can prepare their children to be as effective and stable as possible in this world.