The Emotional Root Cause of the Malignant Tumor In My Left Breast

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I knew right away that it had something to do with my mother wound. Issues with my mother and female figures in my life. The imbalance in the energies of giving and receiving.

That’s not rocket science to figure out.

Well, for me, at least.

Even before the results of the mammogram or also of the biopsy, benign or malignant, I knew what the lump in my left breast represented.

Breast symbolizes nurturance; Left represents our feminine side, our receiving side.

My mother didn’t nurture me. In fact, she rejected me — for my appearance, the color of my skin, my gender.

My birth and the unwelcoming response that I received from my mother — and which eventually cascaded to the rest of my birth family — was only the beginning of decades-long relationships — particularly with my mother — characterized by rejection, passiveness-aggressiveness, manipulation, secrecy, and betrayal.

This post and previous or future ones on the same topic are not aimed at blaming my mother or my family or anyone else for the circumstances in my life — especially the recent breast cancer diagnosis.

I’m not passing the responsibility of the unfolding of my life to others. I AM in charge; no one else is.

Knowing the emotional root cause, though, is an essential step in identifying the unhealthy patterns that led to the formation of the lump, to break them and release the energies that continue to be stuck.

[As I wrote in my earlier post, in Traditional Chinese Medicine, lumps and tumors are congealed blood representing stuck energies, aka stuck or repressed emotions.]

Bringing increased awareness to such destructive patterns helps break them and create new ones.

Oh, it isn’t only now that I’m creating new, healthy patterns. I already have, over the years.

Apparently, there are still residual energies that need to be unleashed — as what the diagnosis of breast cancer brought to my attention.

To peel away another layer.

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Looking for the nurturance in other women

I spent my life looking for the nurturance in the women in my life.

I did all the ways that I could to have that loving, supportive, nurturing mother-daughter relationship — to the point that I had sacrificed my personal happiness.

I deprived myself of the dignity and respect. Of the love and nurturance.

Ironically, what I was looking for — the love and nurturance, the unmet needs in my childhood that I was attempting to satisfy were precisely what was not accorded me in all my attempts to have them — be it with my mother way into my adulthood or the other women in my life.

I attempted to re-create that mother-daughter relationship with my female friends only to end up with the same results — being treated with less respect.

Not being nurtured.

Not being honored and supported.

Not being loved.

I looked for my mother’s love in all my female friends.

But the very kind of bond that I was running away from — the bond that’s remiss of genuine care and compassion — was the exact energy dynamics that was depicted in the relationship that I found myself in with my female friends.

Not surprisingly, the women who I had been attracting had similar energies as my mother. Our interactions would follow the same pattern as that of my relationship with my mother.

What I detested in my relationship with my mother was what I got; what I was looking for, I didn’t get.

Imbalance in Giving and Receiving

There was a huge disparity in my giving and receiving.

If you’ve been following this site, I’ve talked about my rescuing tendency as a pattern that was so deeply ingrained in my psyche. It was my driving force in my endeavors, relationships, and interactions.

I was giving and giving in the hope that I would be valued, appreciated, and paid attention to.

I was giving selflessly believing it was most noble to do so, but I neglected myself.

Just as my mother had neglected me.

Quite naturally, because I didn’t know what my boundaries were in giving, I also had not clearly defined for myself my boundaries when it comes to receiving.

As I gave and gave to others, I also received and received — even if the energies weren’t healthy.

Whatever attention that I was given, I accepted them.

Even if they were crumbs.

I settled for less.

I allowed the energies of abuse and disrespect to permeate every cell of my being.

I had a very poor concept of the self. Low self-worth. Poor self-esteem.

I didn’t know how to receive compliments and praises. I rejected them believing it was humble to do so. False humility at its finest!

Ironically, I didn’t believe I deserve to be recognized, appreciated, and acknowledged when acceptance and appreciation were the very things that I did not receive since birth — what I had been looking for from others and through external means.

I said ‘yes’ to what I should have said ‘no.’

I didn’t say ‘yes’ to what I kept saying ‘no.’

I sure was conflicted!

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Hello, little Nadine

It wasn’t until I was 37 — in 1999 — when I became aware that I was an abused child. Of how abusive and dysfunctional was the home and family environment in which I was raised.

I attended the “Reparenting the Child Within” workshop, the very first personal growth workshop that I ever attended.

I learned how severely wounded I was as a child!

Thus began my relationship with my little Nadine — probably my most significant relationship.

All my core issues were brought to my awareness. It was the beginning of what would be a life-long journey of healing, growth, and transformation. Of peeling away the layers until I arrive at my ‘true self.’

Until my essence and innocence that had been concealed are finally revealed.

Until I AM reunited with my Divine Self.

Until I come home to the Self.

Saying no to the abuse

The most challenging part of my journey of self-love was, not surprisingly, saying no to the abuse in our family — finally — and which took me several years — and courage — to do.

It wasn’t because I was the only one who ‘saw’ the abuse; it was because I was the only one in our family who acknowledged it as unhealthy and destructive.

I saw it as something that needed to stop. I refused to perpetuate it; I no longer wanted to be an enabler.

I didn’t want to participate in the Karpman Drama Triangle anymore — the energy dynamics found in abusive families and home environment.

The caregiving and caretaking role that I played with my brother when he suffered ruptured aneurysm in the brain due to drug abuse was what opened my eyes — finally — when he started to take out his frustrations and repressed anger on me, abusing the kindness and care that I accorded him.

I no longer wanted to play blind or deaf to the reality of our family situation. I’ve written about that episode extensively on this site some of which are here and here.

I was the only one in our family who was willing to make such a choice. A courageous, non-traditional, unpopular choice.

The choice to love one’s self more than others. The choice to take care of one’s needs before anotherseven if they’re one’s family.

It was a choice that is unheard of especially in the Philippines, my country of origin, where valuing family is at the crux of one’s very existence — a value that’s reinforced by the misleading teachings of the Catholic Church.

To go against one’s family, to turn one’s back on one’s family would be met not only with much disapproval but grave condemnation!

What I had been seeking from my birth family — the approval and acceptance — was the very thing that I knew I wouldn’t be receiving with my decision to break away; it’s the opposite, in fact.

But I needed to follow the inner promptings of my Soul — promptings that have long been lurking but which I chose to ignore for fear of treading unknown territory.

For fear of being ostracized because I’d be going against tradition and society.

For fear of being alone. With no family — and eventually, no friends. No support.

But I chose to be guided by my Truth nonetheless. I chose the path few would tread.

A path which included choosing to be estranged from my family of origin — and feeling like a stranger in my birth country and disconnected from society.

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My Commitment to Truth & Love, Especially Self-Love

Thanks to the breast cancer diagnosis, I’m staying committed to embrace my uniqueness and live my Truth.

To no longer repress any feelings and emotions.

To not be afraid and continue expressing myself — freely and respectfully — as I assert my rights and enforce my boundaries.

To be ever mindful that I stop looking externally for validation.

To nurture myself and give the love to myself as I give love to others — being mindful that I give to and receive from only those who honor, value, respect, and love me.

And to be filled with much gratitude — despite the breast cancer diagnosis.

🕉🙏🕉

Copyright © 2011-2018 Nadine Marie V. Niguidula, M.A. and Aligning With Truth

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About NadineMarie (Aligning With Truth)

I find much joy & fulfillment in sharing my experiences & insights through writing & blogging. I created the site, ALIGNING WITH TRUTH as a virtual center for healing where I share my thoughts & reflections, as well as the tools & resources that are helping me as I move along the path of awakening & coming home to the Self. As I live in joy & align with Truth, I AM shining my Light which is how I contribute to the planetary & humanity ascension. Brightest & Magical Blessings!!! Om Shanti. Namaste...💗💖💜Nadine Marie💜💖💗
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9 Responses to The Emotional Root Cause of the Malignant Tumor In My Left Breast

  1. Lara says:

    Nadine Marie ~ beautiful warrior…and ‘little Nadine’ is smiling so proudly! Oriole led me here… I only recently started the journey to heal my own mother wound while working through an isolating and excruciating health challenge. I’m in too much pain to write longer tonight, but wanted to send blessings, appreciation, and a warm cyber-hug. Keep shining, dear Nadine Marie. It suits you beautifully.

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    • Thank you for the kind words, Lara, the hug 🤗, & the L💜ve, for sending them despite the pain that you’re experiencing. I appreciate it very much, and I’m sending them back at you! 😍🤗

      And thanks to Oriole for bringing you here. 🙏😇

      I’m happy for you for having started your journey of healing the mother wound and sorry to hear that you’re facing a health challenge. May you navigate through it with much Ease, Peace, & Grace. 🙏🕯🕊💜

      Blessed be, Lara. Om Shanti. Namaste.🙏🙏🙏

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  2. candidkay says:

    So much wisdom here . . . amazed at your level of insight.

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  3. Dawn says:

    Nadine Marie, thank you so much for this post. I have recently estranged myself from my family after my mother’s death this year. I was shocked by my decision because I was always considered the “good girl” who would take care of everything and everyone. My mother’s death woke me up out of the lie I was living in for over 50 years. The truth has always been that I never could stand my family of origin. The drama, sometimes violence and craziness was too much. I am family-less now and it’s taking me awhile to adjust. Now, whenever I’m tempted to reconnect my body actually gets sick or I shake from terror. I now realize that my body is protecting me. Your sharing your own experiences help me greatly. Thank you!

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    • You’re most welcome, Dawn! 🙏My pleasure & joy to share — & added joy when my sharing others. Thank you for letting me know. That means so much & continues to fuel me to keep on sharing.🙏😍💜

      It continues to fascinate me to hear similar family estrangement stories & how empowering such choices are. We are a brave & rare lot! 🤓Kudos to you, Dawn [or Dee?] for taking that bold step — & yes, unimaginable from a “good girl.” 😉But good girl you are indeed for honoring your truth. It’s one of the most challenging
      decisions we — women especially — have to make. We’ve been programmed to believe that our role is to take care of others. Am really grateful that mindset is shifting at a collective level — slowly, but, at least, it is starting to happen. And yeah, all the drama & craziness, whew! So draining & energy-depleting!!! 😩
      Happy for you for following your body’s wisdom!😍
      Thank you for your lovely visit & energy!
      Much much l💜ve, big hug 🤗, & many, many blessings to you, Dawn!❤💙💜

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    • This being your first Christmas without your mother & family can be so challenging. Please look after yourself and your needs. ❤😍💖

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  4. Visionkeeper says:

    Hopefully better late than never Nadine….Sorry it took me so long to comment….Great piece you wrote. It definitely came from your heart.I find it very disturbing that so many people who suffered abusive and negligent childhood traumas and live with scars for the rest of their lives also must now suffer the physical diseases such unfairness brings to their lives. I have to wonder and look deeper for the answer as to why. There is a reason. I guess the disease is offered to push us to look within and face the truths of our undoing.

    My mother was a very meek woman in many ways, driven to ‘stand by her man’ even though my father was an alcoholic and a philanderer. She ended up dying in my arms of ovarian cancer and I remember thinking then how unfair it was that she suffered such a sad life and was then forced to to loose it in such a vile and horrible death. So what was the message from all of this? I guess she had a choice(we all do) to look within and spend rest of her life repairing the damage she had endured and move beyond it, but she didn’t. It wasn’t the thing to do back then. Most people were stoic back then and going within was not thought about. I see now it should have been.

    One often hears the saying that life is all about learning how to love. There is truth to that but I also feel life is our journey to reconnect with ourselves and heal was isn’t working…The insane distractions being drummed up to pull us away from ourselves is very destructive to humanity. I hope people begin to wake up to that fact and make an attempt to replug back into the life process.Thinking of you and sending prayers to you for a productive journey into truth and love and healing. Much love to you…VK ❤

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